Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 145942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
You and me, both!
He reaches around me and rubs his fingers over my clit in lazy little circles, keeping my body right on edge as the intensity becomes too much to handle, his piercing acting like a fucking tease inside me as he slowly pulls back.
I squeeze his cock tight as I desperately try to hold onto it, not ready to come back down to earth. Ecstasy pulses through my veins and he slams back inside of me with a newfound passion. A loud scream tears out of me, probably worrying the shit out of the guys downstairs, but fuck them. If they feel the need to race up here to check on me, then so be it. I hope they fucking watch, and I hope they feel like a bunch of bitches missing out on one of the best fucks of my life. Though I’m not going to lie, having their eyes on me as Grayson makes me come is only going to make it that much better.
My orgasm slowly dwindles but each of Grayson’s rough touches has my body quivering, and while I’d do anything to make that one moment last an eternity, I know that with his magical hands and cock, it’s only a matter of time before I’m coming all over again.
As I'm coming down from my high, he finally starts to move, and I mean really move. His body rolls back and he takes my hips in both hands, his thumbs stretching right around to my ass cheeks. I drop my chest down to the cold closet floor and look back, getting so much hotter as I watch the way he watches his thick cock moving in and out of my cunt.
His thrusts get harder and harder and my eyes roll back into my head, listening to the sweet sounds of his pleasured grunts that he usually keeps to himself, only this time, he’s letting them fly free.
“I fucking love you, Elodie Ravenwood,” he spits through his clenched jaw, moving faster and adjusting himself to hit me at a whole new angle. “Everything that I am is yours. Do you understand that?”
“YES,” I cry, my pants becoming all too much that the word comes out as more of a harsh yell.
“Do you love me?”
Without hesitation, I respond with my absolute truth. “Yes. Always.”
He thrusts even harder to the point of pain, but it’s the kind of pain that I’d beg him for every day for the rest of my life. “Then don’t ever question my fucking loyalty to you again.”
His eyes flick up from my pussy and meet my gaze, holding it for a brief second as I realize exactly what this is. This isn’t just about rough sex, this is his version of getting to the bottom of our differences by fucking it out of our systems, and goddamn, I’m so on board with it, especially if it means that we don’t have to sit through a bullshit talk about our feelings. After all, Grayson and I have never dealt with our emotions well, even worse when it comes to talking about them.
Grayson pauses, his fingers stilling on my hips and making me clench even harder, missing the motion of his hard, pierced cock slamming into me. “Never again,” he says, unable to catch his breath as a light sheen of sweat begins to coat his skin, making him look like some kind of oiled-up model ready for a fucking thirst-trap photoshoot.
“Never again,” I agree.
And just like that, he picks up his pace, nodding as a relieved grin stretches across his lips and that darkness in his eyes lifts, revealing the playful Grayson who only wants to make me scream. “I’d never fucking betray you, Elodie,” he says through pants. “You and me … we’re fucking endgame.”
His wicked grin is infectious and I find one of my own stretching across my lips. “You’re damn right,” I tell him, knowing that from this moment on, everything will return to normal between us and we’ll never have to speak on it again. Though don’t get me wrong, the hurt and fear that I felt in those woods is all still so true, his words will never take that away, but that can sure as hell ease the pain that resides in my heart—at least, the fraction that belongs to him.
I brace my hands against the wall of my closet and push back against him, my eyes sparkling with excitement. “You missed this?”
“More than you could fucking know.”
My gaze darkens and he pauses, momentarily distracted by the challenge in my eyes. “Prove it.”
A loud laugh rumbles through his chest and in the same moment, his hand comes down against the soft skin of my ass, the sharp, slapping sound bouncing off every damn wall in the room. I suck in a gasp and let out a loud squeal as he picks up his pace once again, fucking me into oblivion.