Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
At this point, she didn’t care.
All she knew was that she wanted more of this pleasure. It hurt bad, too, but it also hurt so, so good that she knew she would be addicted to it forever. She groaned in protest when he pulled his fingers out, but when she realized that he was looming over her and holding his cock with his hand, Bobby fell silent, tense and excited at the same time.
Both of them watched him slowly guide his cock in, a gasp escaping her mouth when the head of his cock made it inside her.
Leandro growled, “Don’t make any kind of sexy sound or I’ll lose it.”
“I-I’ll t-try...” She couldn’t take her gaze off what was happening, and she held her breath as Leandro started to push it in deeper. Oh God...she felt so full...he was too big...were they really going to fit? It didn’t feel like it.
“Bobby?”
She looked up.
He pushed in.
She sucked her breath in at the pain of his penetration, his cock tearing the barrier of her hymen to mark Leandro’s total possession of her body.
“Leandro,” she whispered. She was shaking so badly in his arms. She couldn’t believe he was inside her. This time it was not his fingers, not his tongue, but his cock inside her and oh God, she didn’t know what to do. The sensations were too confusing, the pain making her dizzy and breathless.
“Look at me.”
She focused on the dark voice, and bit by bit Leandro’s beautiful face became clear.
“You’re mine now.”
“Yes.”
“You will always be mine.”
“Yes.”
He moved and she gasped, realizing with surprise that he wasn’t even fully in. “Leandro, are we really—-”
He pushed again, more forcefully this time, and his entire length went inside her. “That’s it, mégaira. You have everything inside you.” He clasped her bottom. “Tell me when it’s not painful anymore.”
“It’s not—-”
He started to move.
“Oh God.” She held on to him, and he took that as his cue to move at a faster but steady pace, making sure he remained in control so he could give her as much time to adjust to his cock as possible. Her nails were going to leave bloody marks on his back with the way she was clutching him, but Leandro knew he would wear the marks proudly. It was proof that he had been the only one capable of making the tough Bobby Granger fall apart with pleasure.
When she started to move in time with his thrusts, clumsily at first and then with greater confidence, her hips pushing against his hips, he growled, “I’m going to fuck you very hard now.”
She wetted her lips and said breathlessly, “You’re all words—-” She ended up screaming, Leandro taking the challenge wordlessly. He fucked her hard indeed, his cock shoving in and out of her with such forceful thrusts her body nearly bent backwards to accommodate him. He fucked her so hard the bed started to move with him, rocking against the wall, and the sound of pounding against the wall coupled with the slapping sound of his cock pounding into her was so erotic she knew she was close to her third orgasm for the night.
“Leandro.”
Bang, bang, bang. The bed bumped hard against the wall with each powerful thrust of his cock.
Slap, slap, slap. The sound of their wet bodies connecting with each thrust only emphasized the forbidden flavor of their lovemaking, whispering to them that it was possible the noise they were making was enough to wake everyone in the dorm.
Oh God, could they? Could the others hear, and would they know it was her?
The thought that they could hear them – and they would know it was her Leandro Christopoulos was fucking – was so shockingly sexual that it pushed her over the edge. “Leandro!”
When she broke apart in his arms with a keening cry, Leandro lost all vestiges of control, thrusting in and out of her, his hips pumping furiously over her. And then he was coming, his seed bursting out of him as he roared his release.
He looked down at her as he came, and the look on her face was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. This girl had risked what he could not risk because she loved him. She truly loved him.
He whispered, “I love you, mégaira.”
She whispered, “I love you, kópanos.”
Leandro grinned. Only Bobby...only Bobby would say something like that.
She had said, I love you...jerk.
And somehow, by doing it, she had made it more real, made the words more heartbreakingly precious. At that moment, Leandro knew what started as a pretense was now the truth. He did love her, and he wouldn’t know how he would survive if she left him.
Chapter Fourteen
“YOU CAN’T BE SERIOUS.” Bobby muttered the words between her lips while she tried to keep her smile. A professional photographer was taking their picture, which would be on the front cover of Sports Illustrated.