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)
Making her ache. Hungry for more of him.
He took her hands, pressing them to the floor so that she was pinned beneath him. He lifted up, and she waited.
“Lift up. Fuck my cock, baby. Show me that you want this. Watch us.”
She lifted up to each of his thrusts, driving her pussy onto his dick.
“Oh, fuck, that’s right, baby. Take it all.” He drove into her harder, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoing around the room.
She watched his cock disappearing inside her, each slam of his cock seeming to hit her deeper. She was sure he was deep in her stomach, but she didn’t complain. She loved that burn, the pain, and the intense pleasure of being so full.
He was a big man, just as she knew he would be.
She couldn’t believe she was in his pool house getting fucked by him when only minutes before, she’d watched him getting off to porn. It felt like another lifetime already.
He’s mine.
She whimpered as he started a pace, and she felt his length swelling harder and knew he was getting close to coming.
His hold on her hands tightened to the point of pain, and she watched as he slammed in deep and threw his head back.
Veins in his neck seemed to pop out, and he looked completely taken away.
She loved watching him, and the way he let go during orgasm was highly addictive.
As he came down, his body relaxing, letting her go, she missed that bite of pain at his touch.
His lips were close to her ear, and when she heard what he said, her world shattered apart. “What the fuck have I done?”
He sounded so tortured.
So broken and lost.
Tears sprang to her eyes as he pulled out of her.
He didn’t even look at her as he quickly left the pool house.
Luca had taken her virginity and left her alone. Staring around the pool house, she sat up, crossing her arms over her breasts.
Had she completely messed up?
He’d loved every second of that, she knew he did.
Maybe he didn’t?
What if he hated her?
She didn’t want to go back to boarding school.
Against her better judgment, she’d given herself to a man who couldn’t even hold her. Tears fell down her cheeks, and she hated them as well. She hadn’t cried in so long. Not even when her parents died.
Yet she cried at the rejection on the night she lost her virginity.
Getting to her feet was hard. Her legs shook, but somehow, she managed it. Staring down at the carpet, she saw the mud from the wet grass along with the spots of blood. The evidence of her lost virginity on the carpet.
Biting her lip, she couldn’t believe it had come to this.
She couldn’t move the carpet, so she padded back outside. Her clothes were still on the ground. She picked them up and carried them all the way back to the house. She didn’t see him, nor did she seek him out.
Ignoring the pain that had erupted within her chest, she went to her room.
The en-suite bathroom didn’t have a mirror. She was glad.
The last thing she wanted to ever see was her shame.
This wasn’t a memory she wanted to savor, but one she hoped to forget.
Turning on the shower, she waited for the water to be scalding before climbing inside. Each drip of hot water helped her feel better.
She didn’t know what she was going to do. Every single part of her was screaming to run. To not be home when he woke up.
There was nowhere else for her to go. She had no money. Her funds wouldn’t come to her for three years.
She was at his mercy.
Staring straight ahead at the tiled shower, she wondered what he hated most about their encounter. She had loved it. His arms, his brand of ownership. The cruel element of his touch. What was more, even though he’d broken her heart, she wanted him again.
Chapter Five
You’re a fucking idiot.
Piece of shit pervert.
What the fuck were you thinking?
Luca stormed around his office, trying to think of anything to do other than go to breakfast. In the end, he decided against sticking around and went back toward the pool house. He needed to make sure she was okay. He’d not heard her come in last night.
After taking a really long shower, he’d sat on the edge of his bed for a short time debating phoning the cops, but she was eighteen and he hadn’t done anything illegal. He’d asked her.
Damnit.
This was why he shouldn’t be around her.
Maybe he really should send her back to boarding school, away from him. Far away from him and all the things he wanted to do to her.
Everything about her was addictive. Her smile. The way she looked at him without flinching.
She’d touched his scarred face last night, and she didn’t look to him like she intended to vomit any moment. He’d soaked that shit up while also pounding away inside her virgin pussy.