Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Right there.” He licks the seam of my mouth as he grabs my wrist. I let out another gasp when he guides my hand to his cock and I wrap it around him. I can’t fully grip him, but he covers my hand with his own and guides me along his length to stroke his cock. “Fuck, you’re soft everywhere,” he grunts.
With each thrust of our hands, the head of his cock drags along my clit. I still can’t believe I’m doing this right now. “Open your mouth.” He issues another order, and although it should be something that should piss me off, it’s having the opposite effect. My body is already on edge again and pushing toward another orgasm. “Suck my tongue like it’s my cock,” he growls before I open my mouth and he kisses me.
I grip the front of his shirt and do as he demands, because the need to please him is more important than anything else. A loud animistic sound rumbles through his body and into mine as the head of his cock grinds on my clit.
“Oh!” I cry out as another orgasm hits me, and I cling to him as he keeps using my hand to stroke him.
There’s another deep rumble from him as something warm splashes against my sex and thighs. I feel it coating me just before he collapses against my body, the weight of him pinning me to the rail. He’s covered me completely while his cock has stayed nestled between my legs.
“My little kitten is starved.” His mouth trails up and down my jaw, and he pulls back a few inches. When his cock slips free, he quickly replaces it with his hand and cups me before one of his fingers start to run up and down the lips of my sex. My body jerks when he grazes my overly sensitive clit, and I can feel his release coating me. “You’re tight,” he says, thrusting the finger inside of me. “A virgin too.”
“Yes,” I admit. He’s probably shocked because of how I’m acting right now, but my sex shamelessly flutters around his finger.
“Is that why your pussy is so greedy? You don’t take care of yourself?” He slowly starts to pump his finger in and out. “Kitten.” He nips my neck. “Answer me.”
“I take care of myself sometimes.” I feel heat rush to my already flushed face. His eyes never leave mine as he drags his finger slowly out of me and brings it to my mouth.
I part my lips and suck it into my mouth, already knowing what he wants me to do. This time, I don’t only taste me, as I did when I kissed him before. This time there is something else there. I realize it’s his release too, and my stomach tightens. His release is inside of me, and although I should be freaking out, I stand there transfixed as he watches me sucking him.
“We shouldn’t have done that.” Even as I say the words, they feel wrong. What is it about this man that has me held so captive?
“If you think I won’t be having more than one taste of you, you’ve lost your mind.”
I shake my head because it’s not possible. “We can’t.” Reality starts to seep in, and I let go of my dress and let it fall to cover me.
“You belong to another?” he asks.
“Not yet.” I break our stare, unable to look at him anymore, but he grips my chin and brings my eyes right back to his.
“For now, you belong to me.”
“I don’t even know your name.” I wince. “Oh, gosh. I don’t even know your name!” I repeat with a hiss this time. I’ve lost my damn mind.
“But I know who you are, Amelia.”
I gasp, and my heart drops. “Then you know that I have to marry someone else.” Tears fill my eyes as something dark flashes in his eyes.
“You don’t wish to marry the man you’re promised to? Or you don’t wish to marry at all?”
“I don’t want to talk about him.” I want to keep the anger out of my voice but I’m pretty sure that I fail. “I should go.” I try to push at his chest, but it’s pointless. I swear he almost looks hurt, but it’s hard to tell with the mask on. “Thank you. I don’t regret this. In fact, I wish things could be different.”
“This isn’t over, kitten, but for now, I’ll let you run.” He takes a step back, letting me slip by him, but I pause when I make it to the doorway of the balcony. “Run while you can.” His voice is low, but it’s like he’s shouted it in my soul.
That’s when I turn and flee.
Chapter Six
Felipe
“Are you sure you won’t come tonight?” I ask Glenda. She’s on her bed in her room surrounded by a pile of books and fluffy blankets.