Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“No, I’m not. I’ve been acting, just like you. You’re not the only one who knows how to use someone—”
My breath catches as he darts back at me. Once again, he captures my wrists and wrenches them above my head. “Oh, yeah?” His voice low. He thrusts himself into me.
“Let me go!” I yell, but he doesn’t budge.
“No. Prove to me you don’t want this.”
I struggle under his hold. His body is too close. My mind is fighting to stay focused. “You disgust me,” I bite, pulling at my arms.
His eyes light with a fire behind his irises. “I do, do I?” The hold he has on my wrists tighten, and I groan. He’s starting to hurt me.
“Let me go!”
“Not a chance. You started this. You stormed into my club. My life. I didn’t ask to have a fucking wrench thrown into my world because some beautiful girl had to fulfill a dare.”
I cry, wishing he would just release me. I’m ashamed of the tears still racing down my face. He doesn’t deserve them. “Well, I wish I never did.”
“Too late. Too fucking late.” His mouth crushes over mine. His kiss is rough, almost brutal. I fight him until I no longer can and give in, kissing him back, just as ruthlessly. He’s quick, one hand locking around my wrists as the other lowers to my skirt. He’s not gentle, nor does he ask for permission. He’s lost in his own frustration. His fingers rip at my panties and he’s shoving two massive fingers inside me. I cry out in my own battle. Filling me, owning me, I feel alive. I want him to take me and control me. Push me to limits I’ve never known existed. But not like this. Not out of anger or regret,
“You’re fucking soaking wet around my fingers,” he growls, pulling out and slamming them back in.
God, fight him, Jensen.
“Your pussy is eating me up, baby. Tell me it’s not because you want me here.”
Thrust.
Thrust.
Thrust.
He pulls his lips away from mine. His hand releases my captured wrists and they fall limp at my sides. I make no attempt to fend him off me or fight him to stop.
We’re in an alleyway.
Anyone can see us.
This is wrong.
But I can’t stop.
“Stop lying to yourself. You want this. Say it.”
I refuse. I can’t. “No…” I moan at the feel of his knuckles hitting my opening.
“Say it, goddammit! Say you want this just as much as I do.”
His unexpected confession detonates something inside me, and my insides clench around him.
“That’s right. This orgasm is mine. You’re mine. Fucking mine.”
He thrusts inside me with the force of a wild bull as I pulsate around him. “Goddammit,” he growls. “You madden me. I need to be completely inside you.” He pulls out, and his frantic hands seize my waist. He flips me, and my hands go up against the brick building. My skirt is pushed up my thighs followed by the sound of his zipper. My heart kicks into overdrive as he forces my legs apart.
“Are you done denying this? Us?”
I don’t answer fast enough, and a hard slap lands across my ass cheek.
“I’m not a patient man. Answer me.” His grip tightens, and a moan tumbles through me. Another slap. “Jesus, answer me.” His voice is low and rugged.
“Yes, I’m done. Please…” I moan, needing him to touch me. Be inside me.
“That’s right. I win. I win you.” He thrusts his hard cock into me from behind, thrusting rough and quick, bringing me to my second orgasm too quickly. I squeeze around him just as a low growl rumbles up his throat and he explodes. His hot seed surges inside me, marking me as his.
We’re both panting loudly, struggling to breathe. With each strangled breath, I can’t seem to get enough air into my lungs. My legs shake, threatening to give out, but his strong arms holding me prevent me from falling. The silence becomes too much for me, so I speak first. “What do you want from me, Damien? You’re confusing me, and I can’t handle—”
“I’m sorry. God, I’m so fucking sorry.” His head dips, and the tip of his nose brushes against the column of my throat. His mouth is soft as his hands put more pressure around my waist and his lips press against my skin. “I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that earlier. I…I just fucking lost it.” He pauses for a moment, running his tongue over my pulse point. “You just have no idea what it’s like for me. How it’s been since you showed up. You’re not my normal. You’re nothing I’ve been groomed to desire, but everything I want.”
“I can’t be like those women. I won’t.”
“Good. I don’t want you to.” He pulls out and adjusts my skirt back down my ass. I turn around as he’s tucking himself back in his pants.