Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. “So, Jag has taken my place as your number one.”
I shrugged. “He’s cuter than you.”
A wicked grin spread across Kye’s face. “Is that so?”
I nodded.
He ran his hand down my neck and over my cleavage before covering my left breast and squeezing it. “You want us to stay here with you, and you’re gonna let me have you whenever I want you?”
“Yes,” I breathed, afraid that I’d just jumped off a cliff.
“You gotta swear I won’t mess us up. I want you. I’ve wanted you for a long time. But it is also hard to accept something I’ve told myself I couldn’t have for years.”
“I know what I’m asking, Kye. I’ve thought hard about this.”
“What if I want it rough? I’ve got some kinks,” he asked, moving to the buttons on the front of my shirt and slowly undoing them.
“I’ve never had rough. I want to know how it feels.”
His eyes flared with desire. Want. Need. “Baby Doll,” he said, “get this motherfucking shirt off before I rip it. I don’t want to destroy something you made, but I want you naked and in my lap.”
I took over the unbuttoning, then shrugged the shirt off before reaching around and unhooking my bra. Kye’s eyes stayed glued on my breasts, and the moment the bra fell away, he made a deep sound in his chest. His hands were on them, and he squeezed them so hard that it was painful. I let out a yelp, and his eyes flew to my face. I expected him to apologize because that was how he was. But he didn’t. Instead, it seemed to excite him that he’d caused me pain.
“Stand up and get the rest off,” he demanded, and my body instantly reacted to it.
I stood and shimmied out of my skirt as his eyes seemed to eat me up inch by inch.
After I slid my panties off, he held out his hand. “Give them to me.”
I held them out to him, and he snatched them from me while his eyes roamed over my body. Kye wadded my panties into his hand and held them to his nose as he inhaled deeply.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he said, then rubbed his face in them.
Reaching for the sweatpants he was wearing, he shoved them down and discarded them. He wasn’t wearing underwear, but that wasn’t what was shocking.
There was a lot of metal in his penis. I stood there, staring, unable to move.
“I told you I was pierced,” he told me.
“How … how many times?” I stammered.
“Four.” Then, he held out his hand to me. “Come here.”
I slipped my hand into his, and he pulled me forward.
“Straddle me,” he instructed.
He sank his hands into my hair as he held my head and gazed into my eyes. “Baby Doll, there are a lot of things I want to do to you. But I need to be inside of you before I fucking lose it. You’re still on birth control, right?”
I nodded, never feeling this mix of emotions in my life. Excitement, need, desire, fear. All of it combined made me feel lightheaded. Or maybe that was all the piercings that he was about to stick inside of me.
“I was checked after I found out about Jag. I’m clean. I can’t stand the idea of not being inside you raw. Feeling your hot, slick walls squeezing me. When I come, I want to be deep inside you.”
Oh good Lord, I was going to orgasm just like this if he didn’t stop talking.
“Fuck me, Kye,” I begged.
My words made his nostrils flare and the veins in his neck stand out. His hands grabbed my waist, and he pushed me down on him as he lifted his hips to plunge into me. I whimpered as he sank all the way in so deep that I could feel the two piercings at the head of his cock that crossed each other hitting something inside of me.
I grabbed his shoulders, and my nails dug into his skin.
“FUUUCK! Baby Doll, that’s a tight cunt.”
I rocked against him, then lifted my hips to sink down over him again. The piercing at his pubic bone was rubbing my clit in a way that was glorious. Needing more of that, I began riding him harder.
Kye grabbed my face and covered my mouth with his. The out-of-control way he sucked at my bottom lip, then my tongue felt like he couldn’t get enough of me. As if he were trying to take all of me. This was how I’d always wanted to feel with a man. To know I could drive him to lose control.
Kye’s hips lifted to thrust into me. When he tore his mouth off mine, he went directly to my left breast and pulled it into his mouth to suck while his hand twisted the nipple on my other one. I moaned with pleasure as he clamped down hard on the nipple in his mouth.