Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“YES!”
His fingers bite into my skin, and they’re surely going to leave bruises, but I want them. I want every single one of them. Then as he rolls that perfect body back and thrusts deep into me one more time, it’s all I can take.
I come hard, my orgasm shattering me like glass and detonating from within, sending hot waves of overwhelming pleasure rocking through my body. I throw my head back as my cunt wildly spasms around him, clenching down on that thick cock, as my hips violently jolt.
Every inch of me is on fire, pure electricity wreaking havoc. Then when I can no longer roll my fingers over my clit, Maddox takes over, making me feel every ounce of pleasure until there’s nothing left to give.
My climax climbs and climbs, and I arch my body off the bed, my soul hovering somewhere above me, when Maddox lets out a rasped roar, his hips thrusting deep as he comes hard and empties himself deep inside of me.
Hot waves of cum pour into me, but he doesn’t stop moving until my soul finally comes crashing back inside of my body and I go limp against the mattress, my fingers loosening in the sheets.
I pant heavily, just staring up at him as my body is left jolting and shaking with after tremors, overly sensitive to every last touch.
“Holy fuck,” Maddox breathes, just watching me, that cock still buried deep inside my cunt.
I just nod, not having the ability to find words right now, when he slowly eases out of me. He collapses down onto the bed beside me and we each just stare at the ceiling, completely dumbfounded by this intense sexual chemistry that we seem to have found in one another.
“Shit, Savage,” he murmurs a moment later, his hand finding the top of my thigh. “If I don’t get to see you fuck yourself like that every day for the rest of my life, I think I will actually die.”
A laugh bubbles up my throat and I reach up behind me for one of the pillows before smashing it against him. “You’re such an idiot,” I laugh.
Maddox springs back, catching the pillow only to launch it right back at me, but before I have a chance to swing again, his arm is locked around my waist, hauling me back up the bed as he hovers over me, my legs opening as he settles on top of me. “Oh, if you wanna play rough, baby, then I can play rough.”
I lift my chin, letting my lips graze past his. “Oh, my sweet Maddox, you wouldn’t know the definition of rough.”
He smirks, his eyes dancing with silent laughter. “Is that right?” he asks, just moments before sliding that thick, pierced cock straight back inside me.
10
LYRA
The morning sun streams through the window, smacking me in the face with its blinding rays, and as I scrunch up my face and shift away from the light, I get one hell of a good look at Maddox Blake.
I lay sprawled in his bed, both of us tangled between the sheets as his heavy arm curls around my body, holding me against him. It was a crazy night, and just as promised, he got exactly what he wanted, and in turn, I spent every second of my night begging him to take me, to utterly destroy me, and it was everything.
Knocking on his friend’s door was the best call I’d ever made. And to think I could have been home alone, stomping around my apartment being pissed at Hunter Cole. It’s almost funny. If only that bastard knew what I was doing while he was sitting idle by his phone, waiting for me to respond.
Asshole!
A smirk pulls across my face, but it’s gone in an instant when I realize that I’m lying here in this delicious man’s arms and still thinking about Hunter fucking Cole. Damn it. Does that make me a skank bitch whore? Surely, it does. But I don’t regret it.
Maddox is . . . shit. Maddox is exactly what every woman needs. He’s a wicked flirt and has a killer way of giving me butterflies. Not to mention, it takes a lot for a man to leave me blushing, and Maddox does it with ease.
I could easily see myself falling for him if I’m not careful, and I need to be careful because he’s dangerous, and not in the way that Hunter is. Maddox is the kind of man who would bring me to my knees. He’ll draw me in until all that exists in my world is him, and then he’ll leave. He’ll grow bored of me, and I’ll be left utterly broken and struggling to pick up the pieces. He has the potential to destroy me, whereas Hunter will destroy me in a different way. Though I haven’t quite worked out how.