Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
If she hurt herself on his watch, he’d never forgive himself.
This time, he took his pants down. His cock lay flaccid between his thighs as he stared at her. Without saying a word, he waited for her.
It was cold out, but he couldn’t really feel it. His blood was boiling, and as she shimmied out of her pajama shorts and they stood staring at each other naked, something snapped inside him.
This was every bit wrong.
Yet, seeing her like this felt so right.
It was dirty.
Wrong.
Taboo.
Dangerous.
But he couldn’t say no to himself anymore.
Grabbing her hand, he dragged her toward the step that led to the summer house. The rain had let up, and as he pushed her over his knee, he gripped the back of her neck.
She let out a scream, and he slapped her ass twice, once on each cheek.
Lifting her up so that she was once again on her knees, he saw there were still no tears in her eyes, just outrage and shock.
“Don’t you ever fucking run away from me again. Do you understand me?”
“But—”
“You could have been hurt, or killed. One trip. One fall, and if you hit your head, you could have been dead. Don’t you ever put yourself in harm’s way. You stay and you talk to me.”
“I watched you,” she said.
“What?”
“I watched you and I watched that woman, and I came. I fingered my pussy until I came, and I wanted it to be you.” She licked her lips.
Again, his brain wasn’t working.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he sank his fingers into her hair and relished her moan as it flooded his mouth. He swallowed her cries of pleasure, basking in them, knowing they belonged to him and only to him.
He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her.
Biting her lip, he pulled away.
Her eyes were closed, her lips swollen, and he wasn’t sated.
In fact, he was hungry for more. So much more.
Mavis was so different. She wasn’t repulsed by his scar.
Her hands rested on his thighs, gripping him tightly. He held her between his spread thighs, and his cock began to pulse.
It didn’t matter that he’d come minutes before.
All that mattered was that he wanted her.
Picking her up in his arms, he heard her little yelp but ignored it. Opening his pool house door, he carried her to the carpeted floor, their footprints dirtying the white rug.
He didn’t care.
Everything could be replaced or cleaned.
She put her hand against his cheek, the one that was scarred, and he stared down at her. She stroked her fingers across the mark.
“They shouldn’t have gotten away with what they did to you.”
“What have I told you about reading stories about me?”
“They’re not just stories. They’re part of you. It’s why you live here and you don’t venture out. They think they ruined you, but they didn’t.”
He snorted. “Mavis, you’re eighteen years old. You don’t know the way the world works.”
“I know my parents couldn’t stand to be around me. I’ve seen an ugliness in the world, and it’s been from people who were supposed to love me no matter what. Big or small, fat or thin, ugly or pretty. Only I wasn’t what they wanted.”
“You are beautiful,” he said, gripping her chin.
“And you’re handsome.” She lifted up and pressed her lips against his scarred cheek. “I think you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. I think about you all the time.”
“Mavis?”
“Don’t.” She took his hand, placing it on her breast. The hard nipple pressed against his palm, and he groaned. “I think of you like this. Touching me, fucking me, making me yours. I want you to take what you need, Luca.”
“You deserve better.”
“I don’t want anyone else but you.” She reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his length. “You can’t deny that you want me. I can feel it. You do. You’re just fighting it.” She slammed her lips against his as her hand worked his dick. He shouldn’t be so hard so soon, but with her in his arms, all of her curvy goodness, he couldn’t say no. He had to have her. “Stop fighting it.”
He pushed her to the floor, taking control of the kiss.
If she really thought she could handle him, he’d see just how far she could go.
Grabbing her hands, he pressed them above her head and trailed his lips down to her neck, sucking on her pulse.
When she was gasping and his name a constant echo in the room, he trailed down until he got to her tits.
There was no turning back.
He would have her, and God help him, he didn’t care how wrong this was.
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When Luca bit down on her tits, Mavis truly believed that she’d finally gone to heaven with how rough he was. Luca didn’t hold anything back. He gave her everything she wanted and refused to back down.