Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“Yeah, of course. If you’re positive.”
My heart races with excitement. “I’m positive. I want you to fuck me hard and tell me...I’m your whore.”
I’ve never been brave enough to say those words to anyone. But with Dom, I feel safe.
I move away from his chest and he pulls me close for a sweet kiss before saying, “Get on your back.”
I do, my pulse pounding at the thought of my fantasy finally coming true. He meets my gaze, trapping both of my wrists and pinning them over my head.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he says softly.
“I will. I promise.”
He lines himself up at my entrance and pushes inside me, groaning. The way he fills me sparks my arousal all over again, even though I just came.
“That feels so good,” I say, my tone pleading.
“You were made to be filled with this cock,” he says as he thrusts into me again. “You take it so good, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Fuck. Your fucking pussy is so tight and wet. How does such a whore have such a tight fucking cunt?”
My entire body ignites and I cry out. This is everything I ever wanted and more. A man who’s good to me but gives me exactly what I’ve always craved in bed.
He moves faster, slamming into me, and another orgasm starts building inside me.
“I won’t take long.” He puts my ankles on his shoulders and locks eyes with me. “Just gonna fill this pussy up with cum. That’s what my little whore is for, isn’t it? My little fuck toy.”
“Oh my God.” I come apart, pressing against his hold as the orgasm tears through me.
With another two thrusts, he comes, too, groaning hard as he buries himself deep inside me for the final time.
“Holy shit.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I came hard. Was that okay?”
I smile lazily. “It was more than okay. That was the most incredible sex of my life.”
“Same for me.” He kisses me. “I don’t care if we eat tonight. This is all I want.”
“Me too.”
I curl up in his arms, more content than I’ve felt in a very long time.
Chapter Nineteen
Dom
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“That will be...” Hannah looks down at the card on the table, then back at me. “Two thousand dollars.”
“I’m out.” I shake my head and set down my last hundred and seventy-two dollars of Monopoly money. “How do you manage to land on Boardwalk every time we play?”
“Just lucky, I guess.”
Tess, Cam, and the kids have been staying at my house for a couple of weeks now, and Hannah and I have played at least ten games of Monopoly in that time. Today is a Sunday and Coach gave us the day fully off.
It’s damn nice waking up to the smell of bacon and pancakes cooking like I did today. It would have been even better if Tess had been next to me, but she formally shares a bed with her sister here. Informally, she’s in my bed by midnight most nights I’m home, and she gets up before everyone else so the kids don’t know. On weekends, though, she sneaks back into bed with Cam to sleep a little later.
“Ready to start dinner?” I ask Hannah.
“Sure.”
Tess is giving Zane driving lessons in my Mustang and Cam is taking a well-deserved nap. The twins are in the backyard playing with Boni, which they never get tired of. The November cold doesn’t seem to bother them, and Boni loves the attention.
Since Tess and Cam make dinner pretty much every night, I told them Hannah and I would make fajitas tonight. I’ll grill steak and chicken and Hannah will chop toppings.
I’m seasoning the meat when the boys run into the kitchen, breathless.
“There was a guy,” Tate says. “You said to come in if we see anyone.”
“Where?”
I pick up the knife I’m using and hurry out the door that opens onto my deck. I’ve been keeping an eye on the twins while they play, and I told them if they saw anyone, they had to come inside and tell me.
If that guy Jake tries to come onto my property, I’ll make him regret it.
My breath clouds in the cold as Tate follows me down the deck stairs, pointing past the guesthouse.
“He was over there, looking at us. Boni growled at him.”
“Was he looking at you over the fence?”
“Yeah.”
“Go back in the house and lock the door, okay?”
Tate nods and runs back up the stairs. I make sure he’s back inside before walking out the gate to check the entire perimeter of my property. My neighbors will think I’m crazy, walking around with a big knife in hand, but this is all I could get to quickly.
My pistol is loaded and waiting in my bedside table drawer. If the security system sounds, Tess knows to lock herself, Cam, and all the kids in my closet, where she’s storing her handgun, just in case she needs it.