Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“You are in a weird mood tonight.”
He didn’t say anything as he knew what was going to happen come morning.
Pressing her up against the tile, he nibbled on her neck before spinning her around.
“You know, we’ve not tried one … hole.” He stroked a finger between the crack of her ass, teasing her anus.
“Gino?”
“You once told me you trusted me. I want to fuck your ass tonight, Avery. Let me.”
He waited.
“Yes.”
He spread the cheeks of her ass, staring down at her anus. Her virgin anus. He’d take that tonight.
In a rush to get what he wanted, he washed them both quickly, not needing any more encouragement than knowing he was going to get to fuck his woman’s ass.
Turning off the shower, he wrapped a towel around her and carried her back through to his bedroom.
Avery laughed as he put her into position on the edge of the bed. He used a pillow beneath her stomach to push her ass up, exposing her for him.
He grabbed the small tube of lubrication and returned to her. He made sure his dick was slick with the lubricant before working some around and in her asshole. She tensed up, but he took his time, allowing her to get used to the feel of his fingers and his touch. It wasn’t long before she was pushing back against his dick, begging for him not to stop.
When her pussy was dripping wet, he knew it was time.
Holding his cock in his hand, he placed the tip to her asshole and slowly began to work past the tight ring of muscles.
At first, she was too tight, keeping him out, but slowly, he pushed through, and she had every single inch of his dick.
Gripping her hip, he kissed her neck. “Play with your clit. I want to hear you scream as I fuck your tight ass.”
She started to play with her clit, and as she was distracted, he played with her, pulling out and sliding back in.
He did this multiple times, getting her accustomed to his length as he fucked her harder.
She was so close, and he felt the tightness in her ass as she squeezed him. He watched his cock as her cheeks spread open to accept him.
Even though he’d already come, he was close to going again. He heard the moan in her throat and the way her body tensed up. She came, and her asshole tightened around him. He stayed perfectly still, letting her feel everything, and as the last ripples of her orgasm began to ebb away, he took his turn.
Holding her to the bed, he fucked her ass, feeling the stirrings of his own orgasm begin to rise. He didn’t fight it this time.
Gino was to the hilt inside her asshole as he came, filling her with his cum, marking her as his.
The thought of letting her go … he just couldn’t bring himself to contemplate it. He once again wrapped his arms around her, holding her, trying to tell himself he was doing the right thing.
He had to be doing the right thing for her.
It was the first time in his life, he wasn’t going to do anything selfish.
“Gino?”
“Don’t.”
“Gino?”
“I said no. Shut up and just feel.” He couldn’t answer any of her questions tonight or her concerns. She wouldn’t like the answer, and tonight wasn’t about pain; it was about pleasure.
Chapter Ten
Two weeks later
Avery stared across the produce, still numb. It was moments like this, where they weren’t busy, when she thought about Gino and the last night they’d shared together. She believed there had been a shift in their relationship, but the truth was he’d been having one last night with her.
The following morning, she’d woken up alone in his bed only to have one of his men tell her she’d been packed up. Her debt to Gino had been paid and her ass needed to be out of his home.
There was nowhere else for her to go but back to her father, with his broken legs. She’d lost her job at the care center. They couldn’t hold her job after so many days without contact or a no-show. It wasn’t like she could explain where she’d been.
“I hate to see you like this,” her father said.
He sat in a wheelchair behind the counter. There were no more customers, and she’d filled the basket of lemons.
“It’s fine, Dad.”
“No, it’s not. Since you came back, you’ve been different. Did Mr. Mazza … do anything?”
It was hard not to flinch when he said his name.
“No, he didn’t hurt me.” The tears fell. They were not the first ones, either, in the past couple of weeks.
“Then what is it, Avery?”
“It’s nothing, okay? The debt is completely paid, and we’ve got nothing to worry about.”
“Avery, I didn’t clear that debt. The first week I didn’t even make enough to break even.”