Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
She didn’t want him to stop and as he stretched her out, she only wanted more.
He pulled his fingers from her ass and she looked over her shoulder, watching him as he moved over her.
Drake pushed her hair off one shoulder, his lips finding that special spot on her neck, making her cry out.
His cock touched her back entrance and he stopped kissing her long enough to say, “Don’t tense up.”
She couldn’t help but do that.
“It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.” He held her tightly against him and slowly, inch by inch, he sank his dick inside her.
“Wait,” she said.
He stopped. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No. I just … go slowly.”
He did. He took his time with her. Sinking inside her, he took his sweet time until he was deep in her asshole. His balls slapped against her pussy as he filled her.
He took her hands, locking their fingers together. “You have all of me inside this tight asshole, baby. I’m deep inside and you feel so fucking good.”
She closed her eye and took a deep breath. It was strange, exciting, dirty, and so good. She didn’t want him to stop. He kissed her neck and began to thrust in and out of her. Not too deeply, just enough to make her feel each part of him as he took her.
“That’s it, baby. Do you feel me?” he asked. “Feel how much I fucking want you. You drive me crazy. I can’t get enough of you.”
He let go of one of her hands and went to her hip, and he held her steady as he fucked her. It wasn’t long before he was close. She felt the tensing of his cock, but he held himself still.
“I want to feel you come on my dick.” He stroked her clit and she knew she wasn’t going to last long. It was impossible to lock him out, even as she wanted to hate him.
He touched her in places she didn’t think possible. She cried out, moaning for more, and as she came, she felt him come as well. His cock swelled up inside her before coming deep in her ass.
She moaned his name, not wanting him to stop. The pleasure was intense and afterward, he collapsed over her. She didn’t mind taking his weight, it felt good.
“Fuck, Petra, I love you.”
This … shocked her. At first, she didn’t think she’d heard him right, but then she knew. She just knew deep in her heart she had.
Panic filled her. Wriggling away from him, she started to fight to get him off and out of her. She wanted him away, so very far away.
“Petra, fuck, be careful.”
He eased out of her ass but rather than look at him, she made a run for it. Going to her bedroom, she slammed the door closed and locked it. She did the same to the bathroom.
The crash of the first door made her jump.
“Dammit, Petra, you don’t have to be afraid or run from me. I won’t ever hurt you.”
She didn’t believe him.
“You’re not ready for the truth. I get that. Next time, I won’t fucking speak too quickly. Let me in.”
She jumped back as the door rocked.
“This isn’t funny. I want to hold you, baby.”
“You don’t love me,” she said.
“I do.”
“No, you don’t. You just want my money so you can finish the deal with my father.”
“The deal I made with your father was fucking over the minute I walked through this door and saw you. You think I don’t know how much I fucked up, Petra? I get it, okay? I hated myself for what I did, but it’s not who I am.”
“Please leave.”
“No.”
She cried out as the door slammed open.
Drake stood before her, naked. He cupped her face. “I know you don’t believe me, but I love you. I’m in love with you. I will do whatever it takes to care for you. To win back your trust and to prove to you you’re worth fighting for. I’m sorry I fucked up so badly. I only hope one day you can forgive me.”
****
For the past couple of days, Petra had locked him out. Not out of the house. He still did constant checks of the perimeter, fed her, and made sure there were no breaches within her security, but it wasn’t enough, at least not to him.
He missed holding her, loving her.
Being away from her, feeling cut out of her life, he hated it so much, but she wouldn’t let him in. She was hurt. He got it, and that was why he didn’t push. There was no way he was leaving her, though.
By the end of the week, he sat down at dinner to find Petra already eating, and a file next to his plate.
He knew what it was. His accountant had already informed him of the funds that were transferred yesterday. Opening the file, he saw Petra’s signature along with the money she claimed was down to him protecting her.