Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 159500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 798(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 798(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
“I don’t know. You’re gonna have to prove it.” I rock against him to both give my dick some friction and rub my ass against his hand. Heat is rushing up my neck, and that delicious excitement pools in my balls. How did I live without this? No wonder I drank too much.
One of the bars digs into my back, but it makes me feel as though I’m trapped in a cage with a wolf and I have no complaints about that.
His next kiss comes with a bite that has my body arching toward his needily, but before the fog settling on my brain can clear, Road spins me around hard and nips on the side of my neck. A sweet sensation trails from there all the way to my balls, but he’s already palming me through my jeans, rubbing his whole hand up and down my groin. “And how do I prove it?”
“Make sure you give it to me so hard you have to gag me.” A risky challenge, but I’m in a world of my own by now. All I want is to make him horny, feel him inside me, then be sticky with his spunk. “Can you do that, Road? Or do I have to turn elsewhere?” I bite back a smile, pressing my cheek to the bar.
His fingers dig into my cheeks again and turn my face back so hard I might have pulled a muscle in my neck, but I love when he’s forceful like this, and when our lips clash, I moan, going limp in his arms.
“Don’t even think about it.” Road whispers, rolling his hips against me hard. “I’ll fuck you so many times you won’t be able to leave this place on your own feet.”
That’s exactly what I want to hear.
He opens my pants, then shoves them off, still leaving me restricted by my own underwear.
I shiver in his grip, my dick twitching in excitement. I know this won’t take long, but I still can’t wait. “You’re just gonna have to carry me then.” I rock back against him, my heart beating faster by the second. I love being so desired. I love that he’s such a butch guy, and that he can be so sweet and loving one moment, only to turn into a beast with an unlimited thirst for my body right after. I’m strong myself, so I need someone who can handle me. He’s perfect for me, and I whimper in appreciation when he pulls back just to squeeze my ass again.
It feels so damn good, and each time he touches me fuels that needy anticipation deep inside. He will need to sate it or I’m going to lose my mind. Clothing rustles, and I’m about to ask for more when his hard dick presses to my ass through cotton briefs, so very ready to plow me.
“Yeah, I’ll carry you across my shoulder, like my personal sex takeout.”
I close my eyes with a smile, focusing on his touch and words. I might be a bit smaller than him, but I’m solid muscle, yet he’s proven he can lift me. It’s exhilarating. “Never goes cold.” I press against him, to show how happy I am about his closeness. I’ve only had him inside me this way twice, but I’m addicted already.
“And very fucking loud,” he adds, tearing my underwear off my butt, so it’s right below it, the front still clinging to my cock. He spits, and then damp fingers tickle the skin close to my entrance. The sensation is intense, searing through my muscles so violently I go slack, forcing my man to hold me up with one arm. “Next time I’ll pull those off you and gag you with them.”
My breath hitches, brain becoming horny mush. There will be a next time. We’ll make it out of here. “I can’t help it,” I whine, spreading my thighs as wide as my pants allow. Not much, but I want him inside me already. My hole throbs at even that tickle of a touch he’s giving me. I want more. I need more. “I want your cock in there,” I whisper. I still struggle saying all that out loud, but arousal loosens my tongue.
“Yeah? This is not enough?” he asks, pushing in two fingers all the way to the knuckle. I choke on a moan, because the friction of it is like gas poured into my fire. My boots slide over the dirty floor on their own accord, and soon, I will need to bite my cheek until it bleeds.
“Oh fuck,” I whine shifting impatiently. I’m still tender from yesterday’s fuck, but I want it so much it only adds to my excitement. “You like that?” I utter even though I know the answer. I want to hear him say it. I can’t wait to feel him coming inside me, using my body for his pleasure.