Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 67372 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67372 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“And what does that make you when your pussy gets wet for a monster?”
“Fuck you.”
I’ve seen real fear in her eyes twice now. Once, when her dad called when we were fucking. She’d shut down and gone somewhere inside herself. The second time was when Scout carried her to his room last night.
Fear doesn’t exist between us.
Her breathing is heavy, eyes dilated, and lips parted. But it’s all from barely contained want. Beneath her incensed surface, she’s aching for me to take her.
To have Sparrow claim her, not Ford.
The desire to do just that is overwhelming. I climb onto the bed, slowly prowling toward her. Beneath the fabric of her shirt, her nipples are hard, standing at attention. I want them between my teeth.
She cries out when I pounce. Her struggle is half-ass and I easily divest her of her shirt. With all her creamy skin on display, I salivate with the need to taste her. Vaguely, I take note of the way she slaps me across my cheek, but I’m focused on getting her naked, too. Once she’s bare, I take a second to admire how fucking beautiful she is.
“You slapped me,” I murmur, eyeing her pretty pink lips.
“You stripped me.”
I smirk at her. “You knew it was coming.”
“Doesn’t mean I was okay with it!”
“Hmm.” I arch a brow and slide a hand down her stomach to her pussy. With my longest finger, I slide between her lips, finding wetness there. “Liar.”
Her lashes flutter and she gasps. “What’s wrong with me?”
I press a finger into her body, reveling at how tight she is and knowing my dick will soon be replacing it. “You’re a little fucked up just like we are.”
She seems to settle at those words. “I shouldn’t get turned on being forced into submission.”
“Who says you shouldn’t?”
“I don’t know. Society?”
“Embrace it.” I push another finger inside her, my dick jumping at the moan she makes. “Accept it.”
“I can’t,” she murmurs tearfully. “It makes me an accomplice to my own demise.”
I curl my fingers, drinking in the way her body shudders when I touch her G-spot. “Do I need to relieve you of your choices? Will that help?”
She bites on her bottom lip and then gives me the slightest nod.
“Say my name,” I growl, fucking her with my fingers a little more vigorously. “Say it.”
“Sparrow.”
I close my eyes, allowing myself to bask in the breathy way she says my name. “Good girl.” I finger her juicy cunt until she’s begging for me to stop. Not stop the act but stop the torture and give her what she wants.
An orgasm.
Obeying her silent request, I rub her inside, just over the most sensitive place of her body, until my fingers get slicker and she hisses out my name again. It sounds so fucking good on her sexy lips. Once I’m sure she’s ridden her orgasm onto the cusp of another one, I slip my fingers out of her and grab on to her thigh.
Her fingernails score my biceps as she rakes them down my arms. The sting makes my dick twitch. I’m damn near desperate to be inside her. Grabbing hold of my dick, I tease her slick pussy and then push in with a quick thrust of my hips.
“Ahh!” she yelps, digging her nails deeper into my arms.
Driving all the way in, I claim her as mine. As Sparrow’s. My mouth finds hers and I fucking devour her, needing to taste her tongue and lips and every sweet moan coming out of her.
“It was real,” I murmur against her mouth, driving deep into her. “This is real.”
Her heels dig into my ass and she kisses me hard, like she’s trying to shut me up. I bite her lip and say the words again and again. I’ll keep saying them until she forgives me and believes them.
Having her in my bed and saying my name is better than that shit show in the car. No one will interrupt us. She doesn’t have the fear of her father hanging over her head. Right now, she’s doing what she wants. Me.
“Sparrow,” she chokes out, her body tensing. “Oh God!”
I crush my mouth against hers, chasing her tongue with mine as I fuck her relentlessly. Her pussy tightens around my dick when she finds another orgasm which makes my dick throb with the need to come. A few more desperate and messy drives of my hips and I’m growling out her name this time.
Her body is like a hot throat, drinking every goddamn drip of my seed—hungry, no, ravenous for it. I’m dripping in sweat and shaking by the time she’s wrung me dry. I nearly collapse on top of her, crushing her smaller body, but manage to land on my elbows at the last second. The heat of my release oozes past my still-throbbing dick, trying its damnedest to escape.