Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“Because I’m a savage who’s going to take the first chance I can get, is that it?”
“You’ve had chances,” she whispers, almost like she’s trying to tempt me. I know that’s just my hunger talking. “We shouldn’t be around each other. We agreed. It never happened.”
“Go to sleep, then,” I tell her, but I can’t stop myself. I’ve been solid on and off every second I’m around her. I try to use some mental strength to pull my thoughts somewhere else, but it isn’t easy when she’s right there, her perfect, curvy body ready for me. “Put on your sexiest dress. Get under the covers. Close your eyes. Go on, Emma.”
Oh, fuck. She shivers again, but it’s filled with heat this time. Even with her hoodie and sweatpants, her curvy body calls to me. My balls swell, and my shaft aches so hard, come trying to explode already.
“You shouldn’t say stuff like that.”
I know, but it’s even difficult not to rub my hand up and down my crotch to massage the thickness of my dick. Everything is swelling in me, the hunger burning. “I know. I tried to get myself killed after what we did, but now we’re alone, trapped. I know I won’t be able to stop. I know…”
I pace over to her and drag her into my arms. She moans in a cute, surprised way when I bring my lips to hers. She tastes so damn good. Her reaction makes me even harder, the way she sucks in her breath, moaning as she pulls herself against me. I slide my hands down her body, feeling drunk, completely lost in the moment.
Moving my hand underneath the fabric, I squeeze her hips, pull her tighter against me, and let her feel my throbbing shaft against her, allowing her to feel all the lust.
“I actually kind of brought that dress,” she murmurs. “The one from that night.”
“Are you joking?” I growl, my tip leaking hot precome.
Her eyes snap open widely, somehow dangerously. It’s like she’s shocked by how badly I want her. I don’t know how she could be. She must sense it every single second we’re together. She must feel it in her curvy body, in her heart.
“No. It’s bad, though, isn’t it? I don’t even know why I brought it.”
“Because you remember how wild I went when I saw you in it,” I snarl. “You were so sexy, especially with that push-up bra. The only downside is other people saw you like that.” I bring my hand down on her ass, feeling it shake for me, just like my fantasy earlier.
I spank her again. Right as my hand makes contact with the creaminess of her ass, the wind batters the cabin. She moans and falls against me, clutching onto me hard. I spank her again.
“I’m addicted to spanking your thick ass,” I groan. “Have you ever been spanked before?” Like the savage I am, I haven’t even asked her if she’s comfortable with it. I want to indulge in her curvy body. Her thick ass. Fuck. I’m leaking so much.
“No, only by you,” she whispers. “Actually, uh… I think you should know.”
She turns away, making me realize Rusty is here, watching everything. I put my hands at my sides forcibly.
“I’ve never actually been with a man. It’s no big deal, but just so you know.”
No big deal… My dick is pulsing with even more urgency. She’s never been with anybody. Meaning I’ll be the only one to claim her.
“That’s probably why, last time…”
I move up behind her and lean down so I can drive my crotch against her ass. She shifts against me. “That’s why,” I go on for her, “your tight hole wasn’t able to take my dick. That’s why you got so nervous. All dressed up for me, but your tight, soppy, needy hole wouldn’t take me.”
I grab her hips and start rocking against her. “This time, you’ll take every fucking inch. Everything I give you.” The wind batters us again. “Hear that? That means we’re alone, Emma. Completely alone. Nothing else exists. Just us.” I’m almost panting, frantic, desperately trying to convince her, to convince myself. “Just us.”
She looks at me over her shoulder. I can tell she knows it’s wrong. It’s the worst thing we could do, but there’s no way I’ll be able to stop this. There’s too much of a pull deep inside. I drive against her even more firmly. She moans again.
“Did you really bring the dress, baby?”
In my mind, Mike stares, judging, but then I push him away like a bad friend.
She nods. “Should I…”
“Go into your bedroom. Put it on. For me. Now.”
She walks away from me, swaying her hips from side to side. I’m not sure if she’s doing it on purpose or if it’s just her lust bubbling up in her, making her swivel like that. There’s so much about her that makes me ache all the way through.