Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164705 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164705 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
“Well, it is Target’s finest …” I rode his leg, desperate for contact. “From about seven seasons ago.”
“Would you be very mad if I tore it to shreds?”
“I’d be very mad if you didn’t.”
His teeth clamped around the string keeping the dress together, snapping it clean. I gasped. A gust of cold wind danced over my bare skin as the fabric slid off me. Oliver fisted my panties, shoving them down as his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking it hard.
“I’m obsessed with every fiber of your body, Briar.”
“What a coincidence.” My teeth grazed his shoulder. “Every fiber of my body is obsessed with you.”
And then he was inside me, bareback and sheathed to the hilt. For a moment, we both stilled, savoring the feel of our bodies connected. My eyes fluttered shut.
Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.
But I wanted to, knowing this would be the last time I felt this. I dug my nails into his back. Letting go of this man would be the death of me.
He started moving inside me, and through the haze of pleasure, the fog of bliss and grief, I still managed to bite out, “Condom.”
I’d stopped taking the pill in the hospital and never got around to securing a new prescription.
“Oh, shit,” he groaned but didn’t stop moving inside me, and I didn’t stop pulling him closer, into me, biting and nibbling. “Should I stop?”
“I mean … I guess you can pull out,” I heard myself say, as he picked up speed, which was how I knew I didn’t lose my mind – I never had it in the first place.
As for Oliver – he wanted to marry me. Impregnating me probably didn’t scare him.
“I’ll pull out,” he promised, thrusting deeper into me.
He grabbed my left ankle and guided it over his shoulder. The deeper angle ramped up the friction, conjuring a guttural moan from me. His hips moved in circles each time he ground against me, rubbing against my clit, always managing to prioritize my pleasure.
And there, in the midst of Oliver’s personal hell, I found my heaven between his arms. I clung tighter to him, on the brink of something big, something far superior to just another orgasm.
He stopped to circle his cock inside me.
“Don’t break my heart, Briar,” he warned, pulling out.
“What happens if I do?”
Without a warning, he crashed into me, deeper than ever. I convulsed around his cock, sinking my teeth into his shoulder. He thrust faster now. Sweat dripped from his face down my mine. My eyes burned from the contact, bringing me to the verge of tears.
Sure. That’s why. Let’s go with that. Not because you’re about to break both your hearts.
“To you?” He tipped his head back, giving me a view of his perfect throat. “Nothing. You get to live your happily-ever-after with someone else. I’d never hurt you. To me, however?” Ollie jerked inside me, quicker, more erratic, losing his rhythm alongside his self-control. “I’ll be finished. You have that power over me. To end my life as I know it.”
I came in his arms, clutching onto him for dear life as my body spiraled into a hurricane of delirious desire and joy. Every cell in it tingled and trembled.
Oliver pulled out of me, crawling his way up my body. “Gonna come now.”
He positioned his gleaming cock in front of my face. It looked painfully engorged and full, the crown purple and slick with my wetness, a pearl of precum beaded on the slit.
He fisted his cock, aiming it at my lips. “May I?”
I nodded enthusiastically, opening up. He slid his cock into my mouth and settled deep inside my throat.
“So pretty.” He latched on to the edge of the mattress for balance as he fucked my mouth, watching as tears sprang to the corners of my eyes. “So fucking perfect. You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my cock, baby.”
I gurgled happy noises as he fucked my face, one hand traveling up my cheek and petting my hair as he rained praises and orders down on me.
I could live inside you.
Scream my name around my cock.
So tight, and perfect, and mine.
Be a good girl and make me come.
Tears ran down my cheeks. This tasted like goodbye.
He rubbed the water off my cheek, probably chalking it up to my gag reflex. “I’m coming.”
He moved to pull back, but I grabbed his ass, keeping him inside me. My teeth accidentally scraped the skin of his cock. That was all it took for him to explode inside my mouth. His cum ran down my throat, hot and thick.
I swallowed it all down, sucking every drop I could.
His thumb ran up the base of my throat. “So greedy.”
You have no idea.
After I finished milking him, he collapsed on top of me, groaning into my neck. He was heavy, but in a delicious, all-engulfing way that made me feel safe. And I did feel safe, for as long as we stayed together.