Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22675 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
After admitting what he wanted from her at the auction, holding his needs back had been a real challenge.
“Brice?” She moaned his name and he swallowed the sounds down, growling against her lips. They were plump, kissable, and he wanted them wrapped around his length so fucking badly.
For now, he just wanted to feel her.
Sliding his hands from her waist up to cup her tits, he groaned at how her breasts filled his hands. The hard pebbles of her nipples pressed against his palm, and he groaned, rubbing his cock against her stomach.
Stroking up her body to her shoulders, he grabbed the straps of her dress, pulling them down. When they didn’t give, he tore the dress from her body.
The fabric slid down to the floor.
“Do you have any idea what that cost?” she asked.
“Why do you think I had you charge it to my credit card?” He claimed her lips, silencing all protest. Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them above her head, keeping her trapped between himself and the door. With his free hand, he stroked down her body, teasing her.
Her tits were exquisite, just as he’d imagined they would be.
He didn’t expect anything on her to be bad in any way. Breaking from the kiss, he stared down at her curvy body.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
“Yes. I can feel everything I’m doing to you.”
“Good. I want to fuck you so bad right now. I want to bend you over and make you take all of my dick.”
“Then do it, Brice. No one is here to tell us not to.”
Letting her go, he picked her up in his arms and carried her through to his bedroom. He didn’t know how he was able to do this because his need was so fucking strong. Kicking off his shoes, he unbuckled his belt, pulled out his cock, and touched her pussy through the fabric of her panties.
She was soaking wet, and he had to get inside her, to feel her cunt wrapped around his length.
He tore her panties as well. He could always buy her new clothes. He had plenty of money to do just that, in all different fabrics and colors.
Placing the tip of his cock at her slit, he moved between her wetness, getting himself nice and slick on her arousal before moving down to her entrance.
He’d been waiting for what felt like a lifetime for her.
Brice didn’t savor this, he took.
Slamming every inch of his cock into her hot, wet heat, he claimed her. She cried out, her pussy so tight wrapped around his cock. So fucking amazing, he closed his eyes, seeing stars.
“Yes, that feels so good.”
He knew how good it felt. “This first time, it’s not going to last.”
“I don’t need it to last.”
She kissed him hard and he began to move within her.
Fucking her. Drawing his length out of her, only to slam back inside, feeling her submission. With each thrust, she grew wetter, and he didn’t want to come until he felt her reach her release. He wasn’t a complete and total bastard.
Rocking back and forth, he reached down between them, stroking her clit.
He wanted her to be completely fucking lost on his cock, to wipe out all memory of the other men she’d been with. For Brice, no one else compared to her.
Bunny had taken over all of his thoughts and there was no other woman in the world he wanted. Just her.
Sure, he’d dated women in the past, but his heart hadn’t been in it and he’d cut the evenings short, not feeling any kind of connection with them.
But with Bunny it was different. He only wanted her. She’d been the only woman who held his heart.
Driving in deep, he held himself there as he stroked her clit, watching as her tits shook. He intended to blow her mind and make her so addicted to his cock she would keep coming back for more.
8
It was like an animal had been unleashed inside of Brice, like he was done fucking around and just wanted to get around to … fucking Bunny.
He possessed every inch of her, made her feel like there wasn’t anything else that mattered than this moment, and God, did that make her feel so good.
It was everything she’d wanted.
“I wanted to go slow, make this last.”
She shook her head, her breaths coming in hard pants. “I don’t want slow. I need fierce.”
Maybe this was a bad idea, but it didn’t feel wrong. It felt right, so damn right. What was so wrong with wanting something for herself, even if that something was her boss?
He kissed her, harder and faster than before, and she knew that there was no stopping this.
There was no turning back.
He broke the kiss and buried his face in the crook of her neck. “You’re so damn receptive to me, so primed.” He groaned against her throat.