Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
“Are you on birth control?”
“Am I…?” She stared at me for a second, then her face drained of color, telling me what I wanted to know. “Should we—”
“No,” I grunted as I thrust inside her.
“Do you have—Oh yes…”
“No.”
“But—Oh!”
“No.”
“Connor! You can’t just—”
“Stella,” I snarled as I slammed home once again.
“What?” Her chest was heaving, her tits bouncing, and her face was flushed with desire.
“I said fucking no. Now be a good girl and just let me fuck the hell out of you. We can talk about this shit later.”
“Connor,” she snapped. “I—Oh, yes. Yes! Right there…oh, Connor! That’s it! Yes!”
The world fell away, leaving nothing but Stella and me. The passion between us was blazing, and I felt the burn spreading from my core.
I pumped my hips hard and fast, rutting between my woman’s thighs, trying like hell to breed her. With each spurt of come from my cock, I pushed even more until I was pounding in and out like a fucking madman.
“Fuck, Stella, squeeze that little virgin pussy. Baby, oh fuck, yes! Gonna fill you so full. Fuck! Oh fuck!”
Stella was digging her heels into the mattress, jerking her pelvis up to meet my every thrust and screaming in ecstasy as I pushed her toward her climax.
“Oh, Connor! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”
A small part of me knew I should go easier since it was Stella’s first time, and she would be sore just from that. But the bigger part was focused on accomplishing what I’d set out to do in the first place. I wanted Stella to feel me inside her for days. To know every time she moved that I’d been deep inside her. I wanted her to remember who owned her sexy pussy.
With every breath, every step, every tiny little movement of her sore, used muscles, she was gonna know who she belonged to.
The headboard slammed against the wall, and the bed creaked in protest. The sound of our sweat-slicked skin slapping together mixed with the grunts and cries of sheer euphoria.
Tingling built at the base of my spine, and my balls throbbed, ready to burst, so I let go of Stella’s ass and glided my palm down to her center. I slid her clit between two fingers and closed them tight, squeezing it while I curled the tips down and into her tight hole. As my cock pumped in, it pressed the digits inside so the tips scraped over her most sensitive spot. The movement rubbed her clit between the fingers, and it only took three more thrusts for Stella to throw her head back as a scream ripped from her throat, and she shattered all around my cock.
“Yes, baby! Fuuuuuuck!” I roared, delirium taking over as my climax exploded inside me, and my seed shot into Stella’s ripe, virgin womb.
7
STELLA
Connor hadn’t been kidding when he told me how good he was at multitasking that first night. He’d spent today giving me more orgasms than I would’ve thought were humanly possible while still running his club and working to find my dad.
Barely twenty-four hours had passed since I arrived in Riverstone, but the man had already worn me out. So much so that I let out a whimper of relief when his phone dinged with a notification, and he rolled away from my exhausted body. Even after the long, hot bath he’d run for me, I still felt where he’d been…just like he’d promised.
“Fuck. This can’t wait. I gotta go to the clubhouse, baby.”
Pushing up on an elbow, I asked, “Is it about my dad?”
“Yeah.” He gave me a quick, hard kiss before adding, “Those strings I pulled seem to have yielded results.”
“Thank goodness you already have those ties to The Company.” Shaking my head, I heaved a deep sigh as he stood and tugged on his jeans. “I was kicking my own butt over not accepting their conditional job offer once my security clearance came through a few weeks ago.”
Connor stopped midway in pulling up his zipper. “What the fuck?”
“During my drive here, I got to thinking about how if I was already working for them, I might have had someone I could reach out to about my dad’s situation.” At his look of disbelief, I added, “But probably not because I wouldn’t know who to trust that quickly.”
“No, I mean what fucking job offer from The Company?”
“Oh, um…I was kind of recruited at the start of my senior year.” I swallowed down the lump in my throat at how angry he seemed at that information. “With how many languages I’m fluent in, my familiarity with firearms, and my black belt, the guy who approached me said I would make the perfect agent.”
“Your dad didn’t mention anything about you being interested in following in his footsteps in his letter,” he growled.
I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. “Everything moved so quickly, I didn’t really have time to talk to him about it. But I was waiting to fill him in before I accepted the offer.”