Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 65389 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65389 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“Alex.” I grip his wrist not sure if I am stopping him or urging him on.
“Yeah, baby. Tell me.” His hands cup my mound and rubs rough circles against the nub inside my wet lips. “Hell baby. This tiny pussy is so wet your panties are stuck. Did you like having your nipples sucked, love?”
“Y-yes, Alex.”
“Such a good girl. Do you see now why I have to claim you and make sure you and everyone else knows you are mine? Do you see how fucking vital it is every inch of you is claimed by me, Imogen? Can you hear it in my voice, the panic and the manic rage when I think of you being someone else’s? Tell me you understand?” His hand moves faster as his words become darker. I know he wants something from me but I am in a vortex and I can’t find the ground let alone my feet to steady myself. “Answer me baby. Say yes, Alex. I’m only yours. Tell me and I will give you what you need.” Oh God in heaven forgive me, but I am going to say it. I need it.
“Yes Alex. Alex only yours. Please.” I try to squeeze my thighs together for the friction but I don’t need to.
“Thank you baby, for giving me that and so much more. Now come.” he whispers in my ear before he covers my mouth and catches my scream when his finger, still over my panties, zeroes in on my clit. The concentrated pressure combined with the permission from him and I am soaring. Thankful for him swallowing my cries of pleasure from my mouth. I am shaking and lord, is it going to stop? “You come so beautifully, Pequeña. Just like a clean angel secretly waiting to be dirty.”
“Alex.” I can hear the fear in my voice and I know he can as well. He holds me tighter and sits me on his lap on the edge of my bed.
“Jesus, I have to be scaring you. I am sorry. My family said I have always been a see, want, take type of baby and I guess it has extended to adulthood.” Laying my head on his shoulder I just tell him the truth.
“I have never had a boyfriend and my father will not allow it.”
“Half the fun will be in the sneaking, baby. I know you felt this from the moment I sat next to you in class.” I nod because he is right. It was instantaneous. “I did too Pequeña. Do you think that was a coincidence?” His question is one I have asked myself over and over again.
“Maybe it is just lust.” I say trying to get my head back on right.
“No. I have experienced lust, but none of it ever rendered me paralyzed with fear of something being taken from me. I have never felt this obsessively possessive need to own, protect and claim before. No Pequeña, you do this to me.” His hips jerk and I feel his bulge beneath my butt.
I find myself grinding down on it, moaning into his neck. He chuckles before kissing me once more and getting up. “I am going to go before we get caught. I will see you tomorrow, baby. Wait for me.” He rubs his fingers over my nipples once more and winks of things to come.
It is official. I am now forty percent Jezebel. I want all of what he is offering. I told you girl…nothing that good could be bad. Oh boy. She is never going to shut up now.
CHAPTER 11
THE SAME NIGHT/THE NEXT DAY
Tonight was so fucking hard. Ha, so was my cock. I saw her from under the streetlight where I was watching her. In the moonlight I could see the outline of her body through her nightgown as she was leaning to turn off the light. The moment I saw her silhouette, my cock spit down my pants. My emotions ran from consumed with need to anger that any dirty fuck on the street could see her like this with her window open.
When I first went to her window, I Intended to just tell her how things were going to be but she smelled like a Saturday morning breakfast. Who the fuck can resist that?
By the time I left I saw her twin sister walking out of Mateo’s side of the house with him. Interesting. I went into the house and attempted to sleep, but I couldn’t. Once again I was raging on the inside, unable to be settled with her not in my arms or at least within my eyesight.
Now I am in the basement, I pull out the boxing gloves and decide to take my inner demons out on the bag. Every punch is a person who is standing in the way of me and my girl. Her father, bitchboy, this town…any and everyone who is not for us, is against us.