Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
“No,” I say, knowing where he’s going with this. “Landon—”
“Shut your pretty fucking mouth.”
Before I can object, he shoves me forward. I catch myself on the mattress, but I don’t want to be on the mattress, so I try to climb back off.
“Nope,” he says, grabbing my ass with both hands and lifting me, pushing me forward on the bed. His fingers hook into the waistband of my sleep shorts, and as I try to crawl forward since he’s behind me, he drags them off.
“Landon, stop,” I cry out, frustrated. Not only frustrated, but embarrassed. I didn’t put a new tampon in after my shower because my period is almost over, but I put a pantyliner in just to be safe and I don’t want him seeing it.
I hear him unzip behind me. My heart pounds in my chest and my fingers grip the bedding as I try to pull myself away from him.
His fingers dig into my hips as he drags me back and positions me where he wants me on the edge of the bed.
“No!”
He forces my legs apart and moves between them. He presses on my back to shove me down against the mattress, then he slides his hand up to grip my throat.
I pant, my skin feeling as if it’s on fire. When I swallow, I can feel the movement against his hand.
“You belong to me, Parker. Clearly, you don’t understand what that means, so let me fucking show you.” His forceful grip tightens around my throat. I gasp, alarmed at the constriction, then I gasp again, my whole body stiffening as he shoves his cock into my pussy.
I wasn’t ready for it and it doesn’t feel like he put on a fucking condom, so my skin stretches around him as he forces his way deeper.
“This pussy is mine. If you even think for a fucking second about letting anyone else have it, I’ll fucking kill him. Do you understand me?”
“I understand that you’re an asshole,” I bite out through clenched teeth as he shoves himself so deep, I feel the fullness of him everywhere.
“You knew that,” he states, drawing back and driving his hips forward again with little concern for my comfort. “You knew exactly what you were getting into. And I fucking told you, there was no going back. You don’t get to tease me with a glimpse of what it’s like to have you and then come at me with this ‘I’m not yours’ bullshit. The fuck you aren’t. You’ve always been mine, Parker, and you always will be.”
“You left,” I cry out fiercely, my voice jagged with pain. “Did you go to her?”
“No, I didn’t fucking go to her,” he says, his tone annoyed and insulted like it should be common sense.
Which is a pretty fucking convenient take from the one who wasn’t completely in the dark the whole time he was throwing his tantrum.
I’m still pissed off at him, but I feel a bit of venom drain when he says that. “You liked her picture.”
“Yeah,” he says. “It’s not the first time I’ve used her to fuck with you.”
My heart sinks as he says that, his voice rough as he shoves his cock deep in my still resisting pussy. “You can’t do that anymore,” I say, my voice strained as I grip the comforter tightly. “And you can’t leave me like that.”
My voice drops at the end. Landon pulls out of me, pushing me over so I’m on my back, then he climbs on the bed, between my legs, and leans down to look me in the eye. “I will never leave you. Not even if you want me to.”
Those words shouldn’t soothe the hurt, but they kinda do.
Licking my lips and sliding a hand through his dark hair, I tell him, “Next time I do something to piss you off, you have to talk to me. You can’t run. That’s my thing,” I add lightly.
His green eyes sparkle with amusement, then it disappears and he dips his head, stealing a searing kiss that steals my breath away.
The last of my resistance melts out of me and I wind my other arm around his neck, locking my legs around him to keep him close.
This time, when he thrusts deep into my pussy, I feel a flutter of excitement. It’s not punishing and aggressive, he doesn’t leave me aching to get away from him. He makes me ache for more.
His mouth is ravenous, like a man feasting after a bout of starvation. His greedy hands roam my body, squeezing and stimulating while he fucks me.
When I come, he holds his cock inside me, his body taut as my pussy pulses around him. I lie there breathless and boneless, expecting him to finish fucking me so he can come, too.
Instead, he pulls out.
I think maybe he’s switching positions, but I gasp in surprise when he lifts me up. He moves under me, positioning me so I’m facing him, but I’m on his lap.