Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
My fingers obeyed, locking into place. It arched my spine with my head tilted back, forcing me to lean into him. His skin burned, and the bones and ligaments in his legs jerked beneath my hold.
“Can you breathe?” he asked curtly, feeding me even more of his erection.
I nodded.
“Did you come in here expecting me to change my mind about being with you?”
I narrowed my eyes and didn’t answer.
“Did you come in here wanting me to fuck you?”
I nodded.
His entire body shuddered. His cock rippled on my tongue. “Did you like me fucking you last night?”
I nodded.
“Did you like him fucking you?”
The way he glowered warned me not to reply. In that moment of absolute servitude, a bolt of genuine fear filled me. He looked dangerous and unhinged, ruled by lust and broken by need.
I held his stare and opened as wide as I could.
He bared his teeth as he thrust into me.
“This changes nothing.” He drove his cock past my lips with a sudden fierceness. “This is the last time I’ll put my dick in your mouth. The last time you’ll drink my cum.”
I shivered.
I pressed my thighs together, riding the echoes of need pulsing through my body.
Bending over me, he grabbed two handfuls of my hair and held me ever so tight. “This is the last time you’ll ever see me naked so take a good look, Ella. Feel me as I take you. Get wet for me. Create a puddle on the bathmat for all I care. But don’t expect me to return the favour. I told you where we stood. You know how I feel about relationships. You brought this upon yourself. You came in here with your tits out and pussy begging. You dropped to your goddamn knees and opened your gorgeous, tempting mouth. How am I supposed to have the strength not to take what you’ve so stupidly offered me? How am I supposed to say no when your eyes are begging me to destroy you?”
I gasped as he pushed inside me, holding my head with handfuls of my hair, treating me as nothing more than a vessel to thrust his cock.
“Goddammit.” His eyes narrowed as he watched his length vanishing past my lips. “You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth. So.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Good.”
I stopped breathing as Nicholas—the quiet scientist who wore glasses and took care of me in so many selfless, unassuming ways—turned into a primitive beast.
Tears tracked down my cheeks as I shook on the bathmat.
The way he spoke set my nerve endings on fire. The air on my naked skin was gasoline. His harsh grunts as he thrust faster the match to set me alight.
I kept my hands locked around his ankles, obeying him even though I desperately wanted to finger myself. I stayed prone and submissive as he turned harsher, harder.
“I’m not going to hold myself back,” he hissed. “I’m so close. So goddamn close.” His eyes shot black as his lips drew away from his teeth. “Are you ready? Ready to drink? Ready to gag on every drop?”
I nodded, my eyes streaming.
“This is your fault,” he panted. “All your fucking fault.” His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fucked my mouth. “I have no defences when it comes to you. I jerk off twice a day picturing you like this. At my beck and call. Kneeling for my dick. Begging me to fuck you. I have daydreams of you sucking me off under my desk at work. I have fantasies of fucking you in the park when you run. I can’t sleep anymore without dreaming of you chained to my bed, your legs spread wide, your pussy always ready for me to eat.”
Freaking hell.
An orgasm raced through my blood, summoned by his words, throbbing in my clit to come undone.
“I can’t fight you anymore.” He groaned long and low, his stomach flexing as he drove into my mouth. “I can’t do it. I-I can’t. I can’t stop—fuuuuuck.”
He came in a river of splashing seed.
Choking me with thick salt.
Pouring directly down my throat.
Holding my head, he roared and kept coming, spurting over and over as his hips kept thrusting and his cock kept twitching.
I lost all sense of time and space as he used me just the way I wanted him to.
The soft haze I’d tripped into when Hunter held me on his lap and Nick whipped me returned, turning me mute, empty, and calm. So wonderfully, perfectly calm.
I was barely aware as Nick withdrew from my mouth and scooped me from the bathmat. Barely conscious as water streamed over me and his thumb swiped over the corner of my lips, capturing the last few droplets of his pleasure.
My eyes opened, slightly unfocused as I floated on a cloud of obedience and bliss. I’d given him pleasure. I’d obeyed him without question. The dynamics and feelings of being subservient to him when it came to sex overwhelmed me.