Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Fury.”
“Yeah, fucking say my name again, Angelina baby.”
“Fury, God, Fury, yes.”
He groaned and smoothed his fingers between her pussy folds, and she bowed her back, her flesh pressing against his mouth even more.
“You’re so fucking soaked, baby.” He moved his lips up her chest and settled at the crook of her neck, gently pulling at her flesh with his teeth.
He had his hand between her legs, his fingers rubbing at her clit in gentle, pressurized motions.
“You want more,” he said without making it a question.
Of course, she wanted more. She’d never felt so wanton or excited before. A low, desperate sound left her when he pressed on her clit.
“Tell me, Angelina.” The words came from him like a demand.
“Yes,” she cried out when he rubbed the little bud, moving his finger around it faster. “You know I want more.”
“Mmm.” He kept the steady pace on her swollen nub. “You want to come?”
She nodded.
“Then give it to me, baby girl.”
A gasp left her as her pleasure went through the roof. She placed her hands on Fury’s wide, strong shoulders, wanting him closer, needing so much more.
He didn’t stop rubbing his fingers against her clit, and over and over he tormented her, giving her pleasure mixed with pain. Fury bit at her throat, groaning as if this was all too much for him.
Hell, it was all too much for her, but she didn’t want him to stop. Fury was controlled, hardcore, and demanding. It was clear he was used to getting what he wanted at any costs.
When the pleasure started to dim, she ached for more, desperate for it to last forever. Angelina felt tender and exposed, but it was in such a good way it was exhilarating.
Fury pressed the weight of his body down on her, his chest to hers, his muscles meshing with her softness. His face was so close to hers now.
“Perfect,” he growled out the words. “Such a good girl. Knowing I make you feel good gets me off, baby.” Fury ground his erection into her belly, and a gasp left her. “Tell me how good this feels.”
He reached between them to touch her wet pussy again, rubbing his fingers through her folds.
“It feels so good.”
He hummed in approval and ground himself against her harder. “You feel how hard you make me?”
“God, yes.” His hot, huge erection against her belly felt so good.
He slid his hand down her thighs, slipped it underneath her, and grabbed her behind the knee. Fury pulled it up and out, and nestled his waist between her legs, his cock now pressed right up against her pussy.
He was so big everywhere that she felt so feminine and small in comparison. Angelina had never felt weak, but with Fury here with her she felt like that in only the best of ways.
For her whole life Angelina had wanted to escape who and what she was, and she had with Fury.
It was empowering.
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Angelina couldn’t think straight with all the sensations moving through her. She’d been drugged and kidnapped by Fury.
Yet here she was, doing whatever he wanted, needing to submit to him because that’s what she wanted.
It was exciting, dangerous, and maybe even stupid, but she also felt more alive than she’d ever felt before.
“I want you to give in to me, baby.” Fury’s voice was husky, deep. It moved over her like fingers stroking her erogenous zones. He thrusted his cock against her pussy, back and forth, slow and gentle.
He was long and thick, hot and hard.
With his mouth at her neck and him running his teeth and tongue along her overly sensitive skin, Angelina could have envisioned herself in a different scenario. She could see herself not worrying about anything but having her own life … a normal life.
“Once my cock is deep in your pussy, you’ll know you’re mine, Angelina. There’s no going back.”
Are you sure this is what you want? Are you sure you want to fuck Fury? Just looking at him shows he isn’t the type of man to just walk away.
“I don’t want to stop.”
He gripped the base of his shaft and started stroking himself as he stared at her. “Say it again.”
She swallowed. “I want this.”
“I feel no remorse for taking you, because it’s brought us to this point, baby.”
All she could do was nod.
He started touching her again, rubbing his fingers up and down the lips of her pussy and making her wetter for him. “You don’t have to be afraid of what’s behind you anymore.” His voice got harder, and he moved a finger lower, plunging it into her body.
She opened her mouth wide on a silent cry. That was all she’d ever wanted. He started fucking her with his finger even harder, and she knew she was going to come. Involuntarily her pussy clenched around his digit, sucking it in deeper.