Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 119152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 596(@200wpm)___ 477(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 596(@200wpm)___ 477(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I growl against her lips, walking us down my hallway. At no point do I release her mouth. Nor do I ever want to.
When we hit my bedroom, I toss her onto the bed. “You’re going to be sorry for the not-so-nice things you said to me.”
Lust brightens her eyes, almost emanating a glow of desire and need. “I doubt that.” Her attempt to stay in control makes me chuckle. It’s fucking cute.
“Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart. I’m done playing nice. I’m done playing these silly games.” I grab at her feet, hauling her down the bed. She pulls off her shirt while I rip down her jeans. I salivate at the sight of her pink panties as I toss my shirt off. Tugging at the button of my jeans, I lose my patience. I need my mouth on her. Now. Bending forward, I push her soaked pink thong to the side and suck her clit into my mouth. Her hips buck, and I cup her ass, pressing her closer to me. My tongue laps at her cunt, loving every lick. Her thighs tremble around me, and I suck harder. Her taste is like a drug I ache for. No, fucking fiend for. It’s like I’ve been starved for months and she’s my first meal.
I work her up. Her short little pants give me life as I spread her open and push two fingers inside. Her body takes me in, sucking at my fingers as I stroke her slick cunt. “Tell me how much you hate me,” I hum against her clit, licking and lapping.
“The worst kind. . . of hate,” she moans, and I take that as an invitation to add a third. She bucks again, and I lay my hand on her lower belly, forcing her to stay put. My tongue laps at her as I stroke her deep, coaxing her pretty little pussy to tighten around me.
“Good, I’m glad we’re on the same page.” I press deeper, and it sends her over the edge. Her hands slide into my hair, pulling to the point of pain. Her body vibrates around me as she coats my tongue in her orgasm. When her legs begin to weigh heavy around me, I let them fall. I’m hard as steel, trying to get my jeans and boxers past my erection. After I kick them off, I grab a condom from my nightstand and slide it down my shaft.
“How bad do you hate me, sweetheart?”
“Enough that this is going to be just the thing I need to get you out of my system.”
“I couldn’t have said it better myself.” I climb on the bed, blanketing my body over hers. She still has her bra on, and it pisses me off. I rip the clasp and shove the straps down, revealing her perky tits. Her little gasp pleases me, and I waste no time. My lips crush over hers, and I take her mouth, wanting her to taste herself on my tongue. “For an angry little brat, you sure do taste sweet,” I murmur against her lips, kissing her harder. She gives the same fire, grabbing my ass and digging her nails into my skin.
“God, you’re an arrogant asshole who talks too much. Over-compensating?”
I don’t bother answering as I knock her thighs open with my knee, position myself, and rock into her, taking my time, reveling in the stretch of her around my cock.
Lights.
Fucking.
Out.
The universe shifts as my cock slides inside. Her mouth releases mine, and she arches her head back. I feast on the creamy flesh of her neck as I pull out and thrust back in. Her nails dig deeper into my ass, and my balls tighten.
“Fuck, you’re a violent little thing.”
She’s gonna make me come too soon. Pulling out, I flip her, bringing her ass up in the air. Fuck, maybe this wasn’t the right call either. Her sweet little ass on display makes it harder to hold back. I grip her hips and drive into her, my hand slapping a pattern on her cheeks.
“Fuck. Asshole,” she hisses.
I slap her again.
This time, her cursing is more of a whisper.
On the third slap, she moans. Fuck, this was a bad idea.
“Naughty little fucking girl. Always wanting to play games.” I slap her to shut her up. Instead, she moans louder. My cock has never been so hard, so hungry. I pull out and drive into her, holding her hips. Back and forth, I take her deep, making her pay for all the shit she’s pulled. “Have anything to say to me yet?” I bury myself inside her, releasing a hand on her hip to reach around and tease her clit.
“Fuck you,” she pants, pushing her ass back against me, pulling me in deeper.
I grab at her hair, fisting it between my fingers. Her lips part, and I lean forward to claim her mouth. She stops me with her filthy words. “Not a chance, asshole.” Then grinds herself on my cock, and it does me in. My balls tighten, and I cup her clit, riding her hot and hard until her walls grip my cock, and she cries out. I lose the battle at the same time and move both hands to dig into her hips, bucking into her once, twice. . .