Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
He was right behind me. I felt his fingers graze my back and spun around before he could grab me. When I shoved at his chest, he fell backward, but he caught hold of my arms and brought me down with him. We grappled, rolling until he ended up on top.
I brought up my knee, trying to ram it into his balls. He avoided the hit, but I managed to roll us again and pin him down. “Fuck me now or walk away.”
He shook his head. “That’s not the game we’re playing tonight, Carter. This is my game.”
“I’m fucking tired of playing.”
“I’m not.” He was so fucking gorgeous, and I was so needy. I let him flip me again, gasping when he pressed his body into mine. “Are you ready to beg some more?”
I was. I was so fucking desperate it scared me. I was terrified of how deep my feelings for him went.
When I didn’t respond, he sat back. “If you want my dick, you’re going to have to beg for it. You’re going to have to tell me you need it, that you can’t live without it.”
Maybe I could hold out and keep playing his game. I wasn’t ready for this to end because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle facing reality after we were through here.
“Never.”
19
MATTEO
Ihoped that wasn’t true because I sure as hell couldn’t live without him. I hadn’t really been living since I’d sent him into the jungle, praying he’d survive. “I can keep this going for ages.”
“You’re torturing yourself too.”
“Baby, I’ve been doing that for the last year.”
His eyes widened. “Fuck.”
“Tell me what you need, beg me for it.”
“No.”
I wrapped a hand around my dick and stroked myself. I didn’t go slow this time. I pumped faster, harder. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from letting go and finishing myself off.
Carter wrapped a hand around himself and started working his dick as hard as I was jerking mine. I grabbed a small branch from the ground and whipped it across his thigh. He cried out as a red welt formed and drops of blood came to the surface. “I didn’t tell you to touch yourself.”
“You can’t stop me.”
“The hell I can’t.” I ripped a strip of fabric from the bottom of my t-shirt, then I caught Carter’s hands as he reached for me. Slamming them to the ground, I pinned him under me again as I thrust my cock against his hip. I wanted him to feel how wet it was, dripping and needy for him, while seeing I still had the strength to hold back. I didn’t let my body touch his dick. He wasn’t going to get any friction from me, not for a while.
I brought his wrists together, wrapped the strip of fabric around them and tightened it viciously before tying a knot.
His eyes burned into mine. “You know I can get out of this.”
I smiled down at him. “I know you won’t. You love this. You’ve been fucking begging for it.”
“I have not.”
“You got on your knees for me, ready to accept whatever I wanted to do.”
“I thought you would….”
“Hurt you? Spank you? Tear you open? This hurts so much worse, doesn’t it? Me forcing you to show me badly you need me.”
“Fuck. Matteo, I—”
I pressed a finger to his lips. “No. You’ve lost the chance to talk. Tell me with your body.”
“Fuck you. I don’t have to do anything for you.”
“Do you want me to gag you?”
“You wouldn’t.”
I fucking well would. I whipped the rest of my T-shirt over my head, wadded it up, and stuffed it in his mouth. As he glared up at me, I enjoyed imagining how he was going to try to get back at me for this. “Your body is mine. I can play with you however I want, use you however I want, torment you in any way possible. You don’t get to speak. You don’t get to move. You only get to take it.”
Carter snarled behind the gag, but he didn’t try to get free. He was right, he could get his hands loose if he wanted to, but he didn’t. He wanted this as much as I did, but just like me, he also needed the fight, the denial before the ultimate explosion of pleasure.
I slid my lips down the side of his neck. When he turned his head, arching up, giving me better access, I smiled against his skin. I nipped, kissed, and sucked at him, working my way down his chest, toying with his nipple, biting down hard enough to make him give me a muffled cry. I saw his cock jump when I bit him again, harder. I could pound nails with my dick right now, but this was so fucking good.