Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 8821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
“What am I giving you besides my dick?” I ask, not really expecting an answer, but what she does say surprises the hell out of me.
“Hope,” she moans. That single word guts me to my soul and there is no fucking way I am letting her go. I fuck into her, ready to breed her, knowing full well just how many hormones are still flowing through her body. I am about to make her mine in every conceivable way.
Chapter Four
Sarah
“Move,” I whine, moving my hips. Silently, I beg him to take me hard and fast, to give me everything I fantasized about, but he’s just nuzzling my neck all the while still hard as a rock inside of me. I squirm into it. No matter what he’s doing to my body, I want it.
“You want more, duchess?” he groans after I squeeze my internal muscles around him. I can feel every ridge, every vein, every pulse of his beating heart right in my core. The white-hot heat coursing through me is controlling my every thought right now. I am chasing what only he can give me. He moves within me slowly. So, so slowly. Why is he going so slow? Am I doing something wrong? What if I am terrible at this?
“God, yes. Please. I need more,” I scream. All I can think about now is having this man’s babies. He knows for a fact that I am not on birth control. I know he knows he’s not wearing a condom. Surely, that means he wants this for longer than right now. It’s what I want too. When he leans his head back and looks down at me, I swear to everything that’s holy and good in the world, my uterus skips a beat. The look in his eyes is so savage, so feral, so fierce that I wouldn’t be surprised if I exploded into a million pieces right here, right now. Not just my orgasm, but whole fucking body. I can tell that he’s restraining himself though. The veins in his neck are popping out with the effort it’s taking him.
“Sarah,” he groans before pulling all the way out of me. Loudly, I gasp as he slams back inside of me. “I can’t be gentle right now. I need you too badly.”
“I didn’t ask you to be, Bennett. Show me how much you need me,” I say reaching for him. I score my purple tipped nails down his chest as he lines his giant dick up with my tiny, deliciously battered pussy. He slides into me so slowly, so carefully I think he’s gotten a handle on himself but then he pulls out and tortures me over and over again. I lose count of how many times he slides in and out of me. Each slide pushes me to the edge of loving this man. I don’t know how he’s doing it. How he’s controlling my heart with each all too quick plunge into my pussy he makes.
“Sarah, Sarah, Sarah…” he chants as he continues to torture me. My legs are like jelly, they are shaking so bad. I feel like a rubber band ready to snap. Suddenly, he grips my hips and slams into me until I feel his balls on my ass. Ruthlessly and without mercy he thrusts back and forth into me using my hips as leverage. My legs are wrapped high around his back is some kind of obscene yoga move. I don’t care how uncomfortable this is, I don’t want to ever want to stop.
Somehow, I can feel him in my soul now and I don’t want that feeling to go away. I’d do anything to keep it. Anything.
“Bennett,” I scream as my orgasm begins, then he suddenly pulls out of me again. I frown while he grins big. Then he just slams into me without a word. I swear to all things holy that I howl with sheer delight as he pounds into me over and over. I feel like I am simultaneously flying and being buried at the same time. I don’t have time to wonder how the hell I can be feeling both of these things because he flips us over so that I am on top. I don’t really know what to do now, but he grabs my hips again and I get the gist of it. Soon, I am riding his dick like a rodeo queen and I love it. I feel empowered and that’s something I’ve never felt before. Finally, I come screaming his name. Seconds later, he fills me with his seed, and I swear I see stars. I climb off of him and lay down beside him, trying to catch my breath while he does the same.
“Son of bitch,” he breathes, making me smile.
“What?” I ask as he runs his fingers down my back.