Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Good,” he says, breath ragged. “Because I want to watch this little cunt stretch around my cock.” A groan rips from him as he pushes in and slides deep, deeper. “Just like that. Look how you take me, Abbie girl. Fuck, you feel so damn good.”
So good. I can’t think. Can’t feel anything but how full I am. It burns a little. Aches a little. It doesn’t hurt, but I’m so acutely aware that he’s inside me, the penetration is a little overwhelming.
Then a lot overwhelming, all at once. Not just how good it feels, but how right it feels.
It’s almost terrifying.
Reed’s mouth briefly finds mine before he tries to catch my eyes. “All right?”
I need him to move. I’ll be all right if he moves. I’ll process everything else later.
“I’m okay,” I tell him, then wrap my free leg around him, digging my heel into his ass, urging him forward. “But move. Move move move. And say dirty things.”
Anything to pull me out of my own head.
Slowly he withdraws, so thick that the friction against my inner walls is insane, despite how slick and aroused I am. My eyes roll back and I take a gulping breath. Then his cock pushes inside me again, and the pleasure finally bursts through the overwhelming fullness, and it’s all I can do not to scream.
“You’re taking me so good, Abbie girl. So hot and wet, just sucking me in.” Reed grunts when he bottoms out, then angles me up higher. “You didn’t imagine this, did you? When I came in through that snowstorm. You never thought your sworn enemy would have you in this bed, spreading your legs so he could stuff you full of his cock.”
Oh god. “I didn’t.”
“I’d have known right away, if my head wasn’t bashed in. If I’d gotten here with my brains intact and saw you—so vibrant, so sexy—I’d have known how much you needed to be fucked.”
“So much,” I say, then cry out on a deep thrust.
“I know exactly how it would have been.” He pulls back and begins rubbing my clit, before slowly sliding back in, making me stretch for him again. “I’d have seen you, then I’d have fallen to my knees, begging for a taste. Would you have let me suck on your clit, Abbie? Would you have let me worship your cunt?”
I gasp out a “Maybe”—I can’t believe I might come again, I might come again—“if you begged enough.”
“For this soft little pussy? I’d have begged.” His thumb slides faster, while his cock begins short, deep digs. “I’d have done anything if it meant you let me inside you. I’d have crawled across the floor to you just for the hope of getting between these pretty thighs. But I wouldn’t have had any condoms that night. Would you make me stop or would you let me fill you up with my filthy cum?”
My head gets in there and just takes over. And I understand now. Because he’s taking over mine, too. Painting the scene in my brain. Sharing his imagination with me so that it’s like I’m being fucked twice—inside my body and inside my head.
“I’d have let you.” Over and over again. “I’d have let you fill me up.”
“Fuck, Abbie,” he groans, pushing deep again. “You just squeezed me so tight. You like that thought—of me coming in, taking you to this bed? While you’re still hating me? I’d have to be so rough with you.” His thumb slicks a wet trail up from my clit, then he presses down, right above my pubic bone. I suck in a strangled breath, bucking beneath him, the pressure inside unlike anything I’ve ever felt before as his cock rubs back and forth, working my G-spot better than any toy ever has. “Because you’d be fighting me, wouldn’t you? Fighting how much you want it. But do you want it, Abbie girl? This fat Knowles cock? Your enemy’s cum?”
“Yes! Oh god oh god.” I’m not fighting him but I can’t stop moving, can’t stop this frantic twist of my body and thrust of my hips. “Reed!”
“I’m here, Abbie. I’m here. Let go.”
His thumb slides down to my clit again and then I’m arching back, spine bowed and crying out the orgasm barrels into me.
“That’s it. Fuck, oh fuck. The way you come around my cock.” The deep reverence in his voice is becoming strained by tension, his shaft still rhythmically fucking into me, his words slowly piercing my euphoric haze. “You’re so beautiful and so tight. I can’t hold back. But do you need me to hold back? Abbie girl, do you need longer? Need to come again?”
“Reed.” Fiercely I take hold of his face between my hands and draw his mouth to mine. “You worked so hard for this. And you promised to wreck it.”