Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Eric came around the front of the vehicle and stood close but didn’t touch me. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here with you.”
I nodded, but I couldn’t meet his eyes.
“Ambrose? That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” The word came out strangled. “Yes, so much.”
Eric pulled me into his arms then. I clung to him, fisting my hands in the back of his t-shirt. He was solid and real, and I needed that. I’d pretended for too long that I didn’t need anyone, that I didn’t need to be held or comforted. Now that I’d admitted it, I couldn’t seem to get enough.
I needed Eric. I needed him to hold me, kiss me, show me just how alive he was. I needed him inside me. I was ready.
I kissed his neck, then brought my lips to his ear. “I need you.”
“God, yes, me too.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
Eric pulled back and looked at me. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yes. I… I’m sure.”
“Come on.” He pulled me toward the house.
“Eager?”
“Fuck yes.”
But with every step I took, I grew more hesitant. I knew what I wanted, but I also knew how hard it would be for me to relax and let him have me.
As soon as we were inside, Eric pushed me up against the door and kissed me. He took hold of my wrists and dragged them up over my head. I fought the urge to struggle.
“I thought I was going to lose you.” His voice was rough, and the intensity of his gaze made me want to look away, but I didn’t.
“I knew Gerard would take care of him.”
“But he had his gun. He could still shoot even with the gator’s teeth in him. If his finger had been on the trigger…”
“I wasn’t going to let that happen.”
“Neither was I.”
I pressed himself against him as he spoke, grinding my hips against his. He groaned when he felt me already hard for him.
I was a mess—nervous, afraid, desperate—but I knew I wanted him. I wanted him today and always. “Is this real?”
He slipped a hand between us and palmed my dick. “I’ve never felt anything more real than this.”
I glared at him. “You know that’s not what I mean.” Even as I said it, I couldn’t keep my hips still. I needed to feel him against me.
“That’s not what I meant either. You—this thing between us—I fell so hard and fast for you. I would never have expected it, never have guessed you would be the one for me, but here we are. I’m going to take you tonight and show you just how good I can make you feel.”
His gaze dropped down as I licked my lips. “I can think of other things you could be using that mouth for right now.”
“Like what? Why don’t you tell me?”
“I can show you. Get on your knees.”
I nearly choked on my own spit. “I…”
“You heard me.”
“I don’t take orders, not easily.”
“But you’re going to take them from me now, aren’t you? Kneel down and lean back against the wall. Spread your hands, press them into the wall to brace yourself, and open your mouth for me.”
My heart thundered in my chest. I stared at him, but even before my mind consented, my body obeyed. I dropped to the floor and positioned myself like Eric had ordered. I liked looking up at him, seeing the lust in his eyes, knowing he would get as much pleasure from this as I would. Could I give him control? Would I love that as much as I thought I might?
Eric held my gaze as he undid his pants and pulled out his cock.
I started to reach for it, but he shook his head. “No hands. You won’t need them.”
Everything he said was so fucking hot. I wondered if I might come from nothing but him talking to me, ordering me around. Why was that hot?
“Has anyone ever dared to tell you what to do before?”
“People have tried.”
He rolled his eyes. “How did you get through boot camp without being kicked out?”
“By the skin of my teeth. If I hadn’t been so fucking good at everything I did, I don’t think I would’ve made it.”
“Show me how good you are at sucking cock.”
He slid his hands into my hair and tilted my head back. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, trying to prepare myself for his invasion.
“Open your eyes. I want you watching me.”
I felt way too exposed like that, but I kept my eyes open anyway. He was challenging me, and I wasn’t about to disappoint him. I could do whatever he said.
Eric pressed his thumb to my chin and pushed down. I opened my mouth like he wanted me to. “That’s it. You like this, don’t you, kneeling for me, knowing you have to do what I say?”