Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
I crawled up her body, my jeans uncomfortably tight against my straining cock. When our mouths met, she moaned at the taste of herself on my lips, and the sound nearly undid me.
“You’re still wearing too many clothes,” she complained, her hands fumbling with my belt.
I chuckled against her neck. “Couldn’t agree more, baby.” I kissed her before finding her breast again, sucking the nipple and grazing the puckered flesh with my teeth. I was rewarded with her sharp cry.
I sat on my heels and worked at my belt with shaking hands. Tillie watched me with heavy-lidded eyes, her gaze following my every movement as I slid from the bed and stripped out of my jeans and boxers. Before dropping everything on the floor, I fished out one of the two condoms in my back pocket. When I was finally naked, her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of my hard cock.
She sat up slightly, resting on one arm as she reached out to me. With reverent fingers, she stroked my length before taking my cock in her hand and stroking a couple of times. Her eyes were glazed and dreamy, like she was mesmerized. Which wasn’t a small boost to my ego.
“Fuck, baby. Been too Goddamned long since anyone but me touched my cock.”
Her hand moved slowly, exploring, and I had to grit my teeth to maintain control. When she swiped her thumb over the head, collecting the bead of moisture there, I nearly lost my mind.
“Come back,” she said, a wicked gleam in her eye as she pulled gently at my cock to bring me to the bed.
“I’m in so much fuckin’ trouble,” I muttered as I covered her body with mine.
Her skin was like silk. Once I took care of a couple things I was going to keep her naked and in bed until I’d tasted every single inch of her at least three times. And her smile… was simply to God breathtaking.
“Only the best kind, I hope.”
“Oh yeah. The very best.”
I ripped open the condom and rolled it over my cock, stopping to grip the base and regain some semblance of control.
“I should probably at least raise an eyebrow that you’re prepared for this, but the truth is I’m just grateful because, yet again, you’re looking out for me when I didn’t look out for myself.”
“I ain’t had sex since I went to prison and I didn’t do drugs on the inside. I was careful, but there were a lot of fights and blood. I’d rather get tested to be sure before I take you bare.”
“How the fuck are you even real, Xave?” She looked equal parts amused, annoyed, and so fucking happy. “I’d say you’re too good to be true, but I know that’s wrong. You’re exactly what you appear and I’m not sure I would have ever believed any of this if I hadn’t come to see you every Saturday.”
I rested my weight on top of her, my arms on either side of her head. One curl lay over her forehead, threatening to fall into her eye so I reached up to gently brush it away. “Understand me, Tillie. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. To keep you safe, happy, and livin’ your fuckin’ best life. But that’s for you. I’m a killer.”
“Fully aware of that, Xave. I was there.”
“That bastard was a clean kill because I let my temper get the better of me. I’m fully willing and capable of carrying out the grisliest torture and death you can imagine, then coming home to you and sleeping like a baby. I’m a monster. But I’m your monster.”
She reached up and stroked my beard, threading her fingers through the crisp strands. “It feels good to have the monster on my side for once.”
Yep. I was done. With a defeated groan, I kissed her again. I guided my cock to her entrance before covering her fully and sinking in one slow inch at a time.
Tillie gasped beneath me, her eyes fluttering closed and her nails digging into my shoulders as I filled her completely. She was so tight, so perfect around me I had to pause, breathing hard against her neck to keep from losing control entirely. I stilled, giving her time to adjust, my forehead pressed against hers as we both breathed heavily.
“You okay?” I managed to rasp out, though speaking was nearly impossible with how good she felt wrapped around my cock.
Her legs came up to my waist, pulling me deeper. “More than okay,” she whispered. “You feel… God, Xavier! You feel incredible.”
I started to move then, slow and careful at first, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. But there was only pleasure there, her lips parted as soft moans escaped with each thrust. Her nails dug into my shoulders with sharp little stings, and I knew I was going to wear those marks like badges of honor.