Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
I wanted him more than reason.
More than what was right or what was wrong.
I wanted him more than anything.
There was no turning back, only going forward. Even if it meant he’d continue dragging me down into his inferno where he lived and breathed.
“Tell me, bunny. Do you like being at my fucking mercy?”
Before I could retort, he grinded his now hard cock against my pussy. Hitting my clit, and driving me crazy. I shuddered beneath him, moaning with each thrust of his hips. My wetness seeped through the silk of my panties.
I whimpered when he lifted his body off mine, taking his shirt with him. He lifted it to expose my breasts and stomach before continuing to glide his gun down my torso, leaving a trail of desire in his wake.
Now why this was turning me on was a whole other story… Probably one I’d eventually tell a therapist one day because this shit wasn’t normal.
Who got off on a gun that could literally kill you?
I should have been terrified, wanting to run away from him and never look back, but I wasn’t.
I wanted this.
Calling me out, he confidently teased, “You like this, Cove?”
I boldly nodded.
When he skimmed the gun along the edge of the top of my panties, my thighs clenched.
“Your body aches for me, begging me to touch it.”
I moaned in response as he slid my panties to the side with his gun, causing me to quiver when the cold air came in contact with my bare folds.
Was he really going to do this?
In an attempt at enticing him to keep going, I smirked. With the barrel of the side of his gun, he started rubbing my clit up and down with the cool metal.
“You trust me this much?”
Was this another test?
Another game?
Burning his match, I lit it with one word. “Yes.”
Our eyes stayed connected, and for a moment, I saw a familiar possessive regard pass through his expression, knowing I meant it. My lust-filled gaze showed him everything he needed to see and know. They spoke volumes for me.
He cocked his head to the side, sliding it faster and harder against my clit.
“You’re so fucking wet.”
He didn’t have to be told twice. He knew what he was doing.
Faster and faster.
“Fuck,” he groaned, craving the same thing I did.
“Oh God…” I was on the brink of coming apart.
My body trembled.
My legs shook.
My back arched off the bed.
I screamed out, “Jace!” Climaxing so fucking hard my eyes rolled to the back of my head before I melted into the mattress, so heavy, so satiated, so consumed with his control over me.
My eyes were serene.
My body lax.
My cheeks flushed.
I swear I could have come again just from watching him lift the gun and lick my juices down the side of the barrel.
In a sharp, hulkingly tone, he declared, “You’re my favorite thing to fucking eat.”
With that, he tossed the gun onto the nightstand. I reached for his gym shorts again, pulling the elastic back to grab his dick, but he stopped me from returning the favor.
“No, bunny,” he ordered in a calm voice, peering deep into my eyes.
My eyebrows narrowed, confused with his reaction. “But I—”
“I know what you want, but it’s not happening.”
“Why? It’s not fair that I’m not giving you anything in return.”
“Trust me, Cove. You’re giving me more than enough.”
Unable to resist, I questioned, “Have you ever done that before?”
“Which part?”
“You know what I mean…”
He devilishly grinned. “I still want to hear you say it.”
“If I knew how to say it, then I would have already.”
He scoffed out a chuckle.
“Your gun on my”—I wiggled my eyebrows—“you know…”
“Your sweet little pussy?”
I tried to pull the blanket over my face from embarrassment. “Jace…”
“I just made you come from my gun on your cunt, and now you’re being shy?”
I giggled. “You obviously wanted me to trust you. Did I pass another one of your stimulating little tests?”
“There’s nothing little about me, bunny.”
“Jace, I was kidd—”
“It’s late. You need to get some sleep.”
He was about to get off the bed, but it was my turn to stop him.
I grabbed his arm, blurting, “Please don’t leave. I don’t like feeling used.”
“Is that what you think I’m doing?”
I shrugged.
From the expression on his face, I thought he was going to leave me again, but instead, he lay down and brought me with him, placing me on his chest. Surprised he gave in to my demands, I curled into his embrace, nuzzling his torso with an arm draped across.
“Stop thinking, bunny. Just go to sleep.”
“Are you?”
“I don’t need much sleep.”
“I’ve noticed that about you,” I persistently stated, dying for him to let me in a bit. “Is there a reason for that?”
“You don’t have a subtle bone in your body, do you?”
“I mean… I barely know anything about you, and I’ve already let you into my panties, so… how about you throw me a bone here?”