Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 126522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
His fingers dig into my waist, his nails bound to draw blood, but nothing else matters except for my pussy getting its next hit.
Marcus slowly drags back out of me and I prop my head back up, needing to see the way that his body rolls as he moves inside of me, and fuck, it’s worth every damn second. His strong body is perfect, like an Adonis created out of rock-hard muscle. His muscles tense and relax as his sharp, clenched jaw screams for me to drag my nails through his stubble.
He’s fucking everything. It’s a damn shame that he’s a murderer.
Marcus slams back into me and spits through his clenched jaw. “Fucking take it,” he says with a fierce desperation, telling me that he’s been needing this release just as much as I have.
He works my body over and over again as my pussy gets used to his deliciously wicked ways. He starts slow and rapidly increases his speed, giving me everything he’s got as his thick cock slams deep inside of me.
My wetness spreads between us and I all but cry when he adjusts his hold on me and brings his fingers down against my clit. He rubs it in slow, torturous circles between two fingers and I throw my head back again, the intense pleasure more than I can handle.
My pussy aches, clenches, and trembles, but I hold on, not ready for this to end.
I’d give anything to free my hands. To wrap my fingers around his cock, to feel where we connect and the way my arousal coats his thick length and helps him to slide back inside my tight pussy. Fuck, just to knot my fingers into his hair and pull as fucking hard as I could, but damn it, giving him complete control also has its advantages.
“FUCK,” I cry out, clenching my eyes as the overwhelming pleasure takes over me. “More.”
His fingers pinch down on my clit and I cry out again, a sharp, howling sound that I didn’t even know I was capable of, but the pain instantly fades as his fingers press down again, rubbing those same torturous little circles. “You’ll get what I give and nothing more,” he growls, the deep grumble vibrating right through my chest and sending a jolt of electricity firing through me.
Fuck, I need to come and I need to do it now.
My pussy clenches around his big cock and I squeeze tight as he draws out of me, his low groan making my deprived little soul scream in elation. His fingers tighten on my waist, and just as I open my eyes to meet his shallow, dead ones, he slams deep inside of me and my orgasm violently tears through me.
My whole body spasms as I scream out, the sudden ferocity of it completely overwhelming my system as my pussy convulses around his hard cock. “Holy fuck,” I breathe, throwing my head back and clenching my eyes as I ride out the big, heavy waves tearing through me.
My body trembles as Marcus keeps moving, relentless, fast thrusts deep inside my pussy while his fingers keep circling my clit. When my body finally comes down from its epic high, he picks up his pace, fucking me just how he needs as I groan and cry out with his delicious movements.
Without warning, my legs drop from around his waist just as he reaches up and pulls on the black fabric around my wrist. It comes undone, and as he pulls out of my pussy, my body falls to the ground, my knees too weak to hold myself up.
Marcus lets me fall, grazing my knees as I come to a hard stop with his impressive cock right in front of my face. His hands wind into my hair and he tears my head back just in time to push his cock between my lips. I open wide for him, and despite him kidnapping me right out of my fucking apartment, I still want to impress him.
I taste my arousal on his cock as I take him deep, but I’m not surprised when he grips my hair tighter, holding me still and taking over control. He fucks my mouth and I feel him right in the back of my throat. I choke way more than I’m prepared to admit, but he doesn’t seem to mind. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done this more than the next girl, but I can’t say that I’ve ever had a guy so demanding, rough, and forceful.
Anyone would think that I’d hate it, but that need to satisfy him and make him feel just as good as he made me feel won’t go away. I need to see this through, even if it means choking on his big fucking dick until the sun goes down.
He gives it to me hard and I have no choice but to stabilize myself against his thick thighs, and despite knowing that I shouldn’t, I can’t help but wind my hands up his tight body, digging my nails in and leaving marks everywhere they go.