Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Mine does too.
I'm not giving her up, even if she hates me when I lay out her options. Either she quits on her own, or I do it for her. But her life at the FBI was over the minute she agreed to give herself to me.
I lift her over me, placing her legs on either side of my head. She hovers over me, trying to balance on her knees.
"Sit on my face," I order, not fucking around with her anymore. I need another taste of what I own.
"Diego!" she cries.
"Now, Athena." I yank her down, not being gentle about it. She topples onto me, landing on my chest with her ass right in my face. Fucking perfect.
"Get your mouth on my cock, goddess."
I spread her cheeks and dive in, not giving her time to think about it. If I do, she'll get all shy and shit. Fuck that noise. Every inch of her body is a goddamn treasure. And every priceless piece belongs to me. I'll do what I want to do with it.
She shouts my name, innocent shock ringing in the air around us. As if I didn't have my fingers in this same little hole this morning. As if I didn't threaten to fuck it last night.
I flick my tongue against her back entrance, toying with her as her pussy grows wetter, dripping all over my face and chest. Christ, she loves it. My innocent little virgin grinds against my tongue, sobbing my name.
"Get your mouth around my fucking cock, Athena," I growl, smacking her right cheek.
She jolts forward, wrapping her hand around my shaft and her lips around the swollen head. I snarl a curse when she immediately takes me as deep as she can, her throat closing around the head of my cock.
Jesus Christ. She's going to be the death of me. What she lacks in experience, she makes up for in enthusiasm. She'll never admit it, but I think she loves choking on my cock. Every time it's been down her throat in the last twenty-four hours, she's been in heaven.
Shit, that makes two of us.
I drag her closer to my mouth, pressing my thumb to her ass while I run my tongue around her clit. We're in a race to see who can get there first, and I don't intend to lose. She comes first, always.
But goddamn, she makes it hard when she sucks me so fucking good.
My thumb slips into her ass, earning a choked cry of ecstasy from her. She redoubles her efforts, bobbing on my cock like she can't stop herself. One small hand glides up my shaft, jerking off what won't fit into her mouth. The other runs over my balls, driving me crazy eight different ways.
I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking it into my mouth. I suck, flicking my tongue against the hard little bud at the same time. My thumb moves in and out of her little asshole. Two fingers plunge into her tight fuckhole, bombarding her with pleasure from every direction.
She chokes on my cock, sobbing as she splinters apart and squirts all over me. I snarl in triumph and flip her onto her back. Before she can even miss me, I'm on top of her, shoving her legs apart.
"You squirted all over me, bella," I growl against her ear, my hand in her hair to pull her head back. I thrust deep, groaning as her cunt pulses and flutters around my cock.
"Diego. Diego. Diego," she chants.
I fuck her like a madman, pounding into her again and again and again. My balls smack against her ass with every thrust, filling the room with the sounds of sex—her cries, the smack as our bodies come together, the wet suck of her cunt around my cock.
I'm rough with her, pushing her past her breaking point as I spank and fuck and bite…and all she can do is beg for more. Every little cry from her lips drives me higher. I fuck her harder, deeper. Until the bed rattles beneath us and my lungs burn. Until she's spent and drooping beneath me, completely wrecked.
"One more," I demand, greedy for it, never satisfied. Fuck, with her, there is no such thing as too much. I can't fuck her hard enough or deep enough or fast enough or often enough. I'm no longer sure if I'm trying to fuck my way into her soul, or if I'm trying to permanently imprint her on mine. All I know is that I'm running out of time.
I need her to fall. If she doesn't, there will be no saving me. I'll have damned myself and earned every moment of my torment.
"Diego," she whimpers, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. "Please."
"One more, bella." I press my lips to hers in a reassuring kiss. "You can take it. You were forged for war." Hell, I think she was born to bring me to my knees, as if God knew he needed a goddess to capture and contain my ass. His plan worked. I'm on my knees, tamed only for her.