Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
I’m done wasting time. I bend down letting my tongue slide against her pebbled nipple. Her arms wrap around me, her fingernails biting into my back, fueling the hunger inside of me. I suck her nipple in my mouth, trapping it between my teeth, as I slide my fingers into the lace of her panties, tearing them easily.
“Oh, God,” she cries, shuddering against me.
I shove the fabric out of my way, my fingers quickly moving to the wet lips of her pussy. I caress them back and forth in a gentle touch, enjoying the way her body erupts in shivers. “So wet and all for me,” I purr. “Tell me, Peaches. Are you ready to admit that you belong to me?”
“No,” she replies stubbornly, making me smile. The hunger to dominate her, push her to the brink is so strong in me that it takes everything I have to push the urge away. Now is not the time, but it is coming.
“Keep playing hard to get, baby. It makes my dick even harder,” I taunt.
Before she can reply with some snarky-ass reply, I push my fingers between her lips. Instantly, wet, slick, heat envelopes my fingers as I begin stroking her tender folds. I search out her clit, feeling the beat of her pulse against my fingers as I grind into the swollen flesh. In response, her nails bite into my back, scoring down them, drawing blood as I suck hard on her nipple.
“Fuck,” she gasps.
“Mine.” The word is muffled as I growl it out, biting down on her nipple.
She shocks me by pulling away. “You talk too much, Torin. I’ve waited three years. I don’t need a buildup here,” she chastises.
It goes against everything I am, to let her show outright dominance here. I need her to give control over to me. She may always be the one in control, but I need her submission as a sign of trust. A sign to show me that she knows I am only here to take care of her, to cherish her—that she is protected and doesn’t need to worry about any-fucking-thing from here out. I will walk through hellfire to make sure she is safe. Still, I tap down my needs, knowing there are a lot of scars I inflicted that now force me to handle her gently. I must hide my need for control here.
Her hands go to my belt, and she undoes it quickly—all while looking me in the eyes. I can feel the way her hands are trembling. I don’t know if it’s from excitement or fear. I think it might be a mixture of the two. When she gets the button to my jeans loose and unzips my pants, my cock tumbles out. The bastard is straining toward her. I’m so hard that my balls are sore already. Three years I’ve wanted this and I can barely believe that I’m finally going to be inside her sweet honey.
“If you want my cock, Peaches, lay down on the bed and wait for your man,” I order her. My voice is gruff and full of desire. I’ve longed for her for so long, there’s a part of me thinking that I have to be imagining this right now.
She looks at me for a minute. I see the internal battle she’s having with herself right now. It’s written all over her face. Then, after exhaling and giving me a look of resignation, she lays down. It would look like she’s trying to annoy me if I didn’t see the scattering of fear reflecting on her face or notice the way she tries to put one arm over her breasts, while turning just enough to hide her pussy from me. When she lays down on the bed, she goes so far as to bend one leg at the knee to try and shield herself. I finish kicking off my pants as I look down at her. I wrap my hand around my cock, palming it and jacking slowly as I look down at the woman I want to own.
“I’m going to give you a gift tonight, Peaches.”
“If you say the gift of your dick, I might try to kill you,” she mumbles, refusing to look directly at me.
“Baby, if I get my cock inside you, that will be a gift for me. I’ve wanted you for three long fucking years. There’s no doubt about that. You’re a dream I never hoped to claim.”
I can see the shock on her face. Hiding my smile, I surprise her further by walking around to the other side of the bed and laying down beside her.
“What … I know I’m new to this, but I don’t think this is the way it works, Torin.”
I look at her—while still stroking my cock. “Tonight, your gift is you being one hundred percent in charge.” Skylar bites down on her bottom lip as she takes in my words. Her beautiful eyes dilate as what I’ve just said registers with her. I know she didn’t expect this, but she’ll learn one day. My girl will always be the one in control. It will just be in a different—far more appealing but no less pleasurable—way.