Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
He’s so caught up in the bliss of it all, he gives me a sloppy one, which only makes me smile more.
My nails dig deep into Hero’s skin as I’m on the verge of losing control. The sound of my ass slapping against his thighs fills the room. My body vibrating, my legs shaking, my mind thinking of only this moment between us.
When I started out, I was more worried about pleasing Hero, but somewhere along the way, it became about me. Now, I grind into him, chasing my own orgasm. The tip of his cock presses against something wild inside of me. The pleasure owns me. Moving in just the right spot, at the right speed for myself. I let that selfishness take over and do what Hero said. I use him and take him as I please, do what I want with him. The fact that he’s given me this intensifies everything...every emotion is magnified.
My head falls back, and my eyes squeeze shut as my whole body explodes. My womb flutters, literally flutters, like it has a damn heartbeat of its own, and I’m pretty sure I scream Hero’s name, but that might have been inside my head. My release is so strong, I can't think clearly. Everything is floating, and my body feels like it’s not even in this world anymore.
When my mind returns to the present, I lean forward and put both of my hands on either side of Hero’s face, pressing my still trembling lips to his.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he tells me after I peel my lips away and rest my head on his shoulder.
It takes me a few moments to realize he didn’t come yet, his still rock-hard cock inside me.
I sit up and grip onto his shoulders. As I start moving my hips again, my still overly sensitive clit rubs against him with every swivel, making me hiss out.
His arms come around my back, holding me tightly to him. This time, he does guide my movements on top of him. Gripping onto my hips a little tighter, he takes even more control. “Is this okay?” he whispers.
“Yes. It’s your turn now, to use me as you please...”
At my words, a primal grunt rumbles from his chest, and his grip tightens almost painfully. He moves me with the thrust of his hips, driving into me impossibly deep. I bite into the flesh on his shoulder so I won’t scream and scare half the neighborhood.
How deep he is combined with the constant friction against my clit draws yet another orgasm out of me. My walls clench around his dick, setting off his own release. He pulls me in one last time before he stills. Both of our bodies are covered in sweat, making every movement between us feel slimy. Still, I relish in the feeling of his skin against mine. Our combined smells mix together, and I want to stay like this forever…
Hell, who knows, maybe if I knew sex was this good, I would’ve tossed my v-card out the window a long time ago. “We need a shower, but I—can’t move.” Even saying the words is a struggle. Breathing is a struggle.
Hero chuckles. “Give me a minute, and I’ll carry you.”
Just as promised, a minute later, he picks me up and carries me into the bathroom. Hero turns on the shower and makes sure it’s the perfect temperature before stepping into it with me. He sets my feet down onto the ground, steadying me before removing his hand from my hip.
Once I have my footing, he washes me from head to toe, his touch gentle, then shampoos and conditions my hair before he washes himself. I feel like a damn princess.
When we step out, he wraps me up in a large towel and takes me into the bedroom.
Taking advantage of his good mood, I decide now is the perfect time to bring up me wanting more freedom. “Hero, I want to go back to my classes, to tutoring.” I keep my voice strong. There...like ripping off a Band-Aid, quick and pain free, I spit the words out.
“No.”
I wait for him to say something else, but he just gets dressed, as if that’s all he is going to say to that.
“Just no?” I place my hands on my hips, not quite understanding what he is saying. No? Like he can tell me what I can and cannot do?
“I already told you. You are not going to leave my side until I find whoever is watching you. The answer is still no and will remain no until I find the person I’m looking for….” He pauses, his eyes meeting mine, an unsaid promise shining back at me. “And I won’t change my mind. If I were you, I would just stop asking.”