Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Even with her ass beat to shit, her hair a sweaty mess and tear tracks on her face, she was something. She’d cried when I fucked her ass, because it hurt. But that hadn’t stopped her from cumming.
I looked at my watch and realized I’d wasted most of another day and time was running out. Once again I got that tight feeling in my chest at the thought of her reaction when the truth comes to light.
I find myself in the very precarious situation of wanting to turn back time. She’s the enemy, the daughter of the man I was sure had something to do with my father’s early demise. And yet she was now under my skin and it had only taken her a handful of days to do that shit.
I studied her face now trying to find the answers. What was it about her? She’s beautiful sure, but I’ve had beautiful before. Was it all that time I’d spent watching her when she didn’t know I was there? Is that when I’d lost my fucking mind and gotten so off track?
And what about her? She’d been a virgin so I’m sure this isn’t something she’d done before, going off with strange men for a weekend of hot fucks. So why was she here? What’s her reasoning? That one leaves me stymied as well.
As if sensing my gaze her eyes fluttered open and looked right into mine. My eyes fell on her kiss swollen lips and I couldn’t resist. I rolled to the side, pulling her into my arms to hold her.
She fell into my arms like she belonged there, like she’d been doing it all her life instead of just a few short days. Her legs opened up inviting me in and I once again marveled at her capacity for fucking.
If her legs opening weren’t a big enough hint the way she rubbed herself against me and the mewling sounds she made, were like a siren’s call. A call that I’m finding it harder and harder not to answer.
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AVA
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“I see your little pussy’s still hungry. Can’t get enough huh.” He had every right to be smug I guess since there was no way for me to hide my hardening nipples that now pressed into his chest and the way I rubbed my thighs together as if already feeling him there, deep inside of me
He was like some sort of machine. From all the stories I’ve heard it usually took the male of the species a while to regroup after even one bout of sex. But for him, in the last few days since he’d brought me here, it’s been nothing but hours of nonstop pounding into my virgin body.
It’s like he didn’t have an off switch. It was hard for me to apply all that I’d learned listening to my girlfriends to what the two of us had shared in the last couple of days.
Like the way he stays hard and stiff for much longer than I thought possible, or the way he always seems ready just minutes after we’re done, after I’d let him cum inside me, only to start all over again.
Cum inside me! The words sent both a thrill of longing and a sense of dread running through me. “Damien!” His hand came up to caress my hair when I called his name. He’d been laying here awake again, just watching me sleep. He does that a lot.
“I’m not on birth control.” He took his hand away and rolled onto his back. “I know.” That was a strange answer, how could he know? But I let it pass for now since the birth control thing was way more important.
“What if…” I realized the severity of my question now as I thought about the last few days and just what the hell I’d been up to. In the light of day it all seems so preposterous.
That me, Ava Aldridge, all around good girl had lost her head so completely. I couldn’t decipher the look he gave me when he turned his head on the pillow and stared at me.
But I knew what it meant when he reached for me this time and pulled me beneath him, slipping into my body in that way that I was fast beginning to crave. And once again without protection.
I felt full and stretched and unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Each time feels better than the last and sometimes it feels as if I’ll die from the pleasure; like now.
I can’t believe that my body has withstood all that he’s done to it in the last few days, especially today. I still can’t get my head around the fact that he fits all of that monster inside me.
But even now I feel myself getting embarrassingly wet from the way it felt when he glided in and out of me. We stared into each other’s eyes as he fucked me, until suddenly, our mouths were joined and I don’t know who made the first move but I didn’t care.