Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 89934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
After a final breath, he straightened and walked toward his bedroom. Each step destroyed any sedating effect from the counting. The hottest woman he knew waited for him to spend the night doing filthy things to her. Staying calm would not be possible.
The sight that greeted him when he reached his door had him grabbing the doorframe to remain upright.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he drank her in.
Brenna had followed his directions word for word. She lay on the bed, pink-tipped feet flat on the floor with her legs spread wide. Her pussy was on full display, glistening with evidence of her desire.
Propped on her elbows, she ran her ravenous gaze all over him. “Let me know if you’re just planning to watch all night. I’m happy to give you a show and get myself off, though I’d prefer your hands on me and your cock in me.”
Sassy vixen.
The snark in her tone snapped the final vestiges of his control. He kicked out of his shoes and then stalked across the room, shedding his cut, his tee, and finally his pants and boxers.
“Your body makes me crazy… all those muscles and tattoos. I love seeing you without your clothes,” Brenna whispered with a reverence he didn’t deserve.
“That’s my line.” He stepped between her legs, grabbed under her thigh, and yanked her flush against his thighs.
Her yelp of surprise made him grin.
“I’ll never get tired of seeing you like this. So fucking pretty.”
He walked his fingers down the back of her thigh, making her squirm on the bed. When he reached her pussy, he played and teased, dipping the tip of a finger inside her before pulling back out and circling her entrance.
After a minute, Brenna arched her hips off the bed and growled. “Lock…”
“I want you desperate.” He wanted her to think of nothing but him, strung out on what he could give her.
He fingered her with the shallow tips of his fingers. As her frustration mounted, her head thrashed, and she slammed her fist on the comforter. “I am desperate. Please! This is torture.”
He didn’t give in, keeping her begging and pleading as he had his fun.
Her face flushed a pretty pink, as did her chest. Those mouth-watering tits with their pointed nipples begged for his mouth, and he delivered, sucking one between his lips. The feel of her nipple against his tongue made his cock twitch.
So he sucked harder and circled his thumb over her clit.
Brenna choked out a sob. “Please, Lock. Please fuck me. Please. I want you. I need you inside me. Please, please, please. Fill me.” Her head whipped back and forth. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the comforter and mumbled pleas.
There it was—complete desperation. Triumph surged through him.
“You want this cock?” He canted his hips and rubbed his dick against her.
“Yes. More than I’ve ever wanted anything. I’m dying.”
“Dying for a deep, hard fuck?” As he spoke, he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger, drawing another sob of desperation from her. His cock leaked precum all over her damn thigh.
“Fuck until I’m boneless.”
“Fuck yes.” He withdrew his hand and slammed into her so fast she shrieked and scrambled to grab for him. The bite of her nails as her fingers found purchase in his sides had him setting a brutal pace.
Lock held one of her legs draped over his arm. He planted his other hand next to her head. The position allowed him to drive into her with fast, powerful thrusts.
She felt fucking out of this world around his cock. Hot as Satan’s lair, tighter than any vise, and so fucking wet. Over and over, he dragged his cock from the punishing clasp of her pussy, only to hammer back in.
The disaster of his life disappeared. Tension bled away. It wasn’t possible to hold onto anything but pleasure and greed for more in this euphoric state. “C’mon, baby,” he said with a growl. “Tell me this is what you wanted.”
“Yes.” She was breathless, damp with sweat, and flushed from head to toe.
So fucking sexy.
He could do this all night.
Every damn night.
He dropped her leg and pulled out of her.
“No!” she shouted, digging her nails deep into his flesh. “What are you—”
He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, then yanked her back onto his slick shaft.
“Yes. Don’t take your cock away from me. I need it so bad.”
Damn, this woman was good for his ego. She was just good for him.
He fucked her as hard as he had moments ago. Brenna scrambled to hold herself up on her knees and elbows. She endured his brutal pace until the shaking caused her arms to give out, and she fell to the bed.
Cheek on the mattress, her ass tilted up, looking even better than before, Lock couldn’t resist giving it a hard slap.