Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
I withdrew my thumb from her clit and teased her g-spot, making sure not to stimulate her enough to trigger an orgasm.
“Max!” she protested on a whine.
It wasn’t the answer I’d demanded.
“Tell me you love me.” The command was roughened by a hungry growl.
I rubbed her g-spot, and her back arched as she cried out, “I love you!” Her eyes locked on mine, shining with the depth of her emotion. “I love you, Max.”
My thumb rubbed her clit, and I stroked her inside, forcing her over the edge. She shattered on a scream, writhing against her restraints as she mindlessly moved against my hand, greedy for more pleasure.
I’d give her more. I’d give her so much that she wept in ecstasy and begged me to relent. I wasn’t nearly finished with her.
My fingers curled into her lace panties, and I roughly tore them away. Her shocked cry still echoed around us when I lowered my mouth to her pussy, already wet from her first orgasm. I licked her swollen folds and flicked my tongue over her sensitive clit. She wriggled and tried to evade my mouth, her sex overstimulated from coming hard only seconds earlier. I grabbed her hips, sinking my fingers into her pert ass to hold her firmly in place, helpless to resist me.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I murmured, allowing the words to vibrate over her aching clit.
A broken moan slipped between her pursed lips, and her doe eyes were wide with shock oat my ferocious, merciless treatment. I was a man possessed, and I wouldn’t relent until she gave me everything, until she confessed the truth that we both knew deep in our souls.
She would never belong to that Russian bastard. I would find a way to fix everything for her. I would protect her and her friends.
“Trust me,” I urged, tasting her arousal and stroking her with my tongue.
“I do,” she whimpered. “I love you.”
Her promise only stoked the possessive heat in my chest. I eased two fingers into her tight channel. Her inner walls rippled around me, aftershocks of her first orgasm tormenting her. Relentless, I curled my fingertips over the sensitive spot that would force her to come undone.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I ordered, grazing her clit with my teeth.
“I’m yours!” she cried, twisting in my harsh hold.
“Mine,” I snarled as primal satisfaction flooded my mind. I stimulated her g-spot and tongued her clit, making her shatter on a scream.
I watched with hunger and awe as she came undone, lithe body writhing on my bed as her lush lips parted on panting breaths. I pressed one final kiss to her pussy and relented, allowing her a respite before I finished claiming her.
She watched me as I stripped, licking her lips with hunger of her own. I almost groaned at the way her eyes riveted to my cock, and I gritted my teeth to hold back the burst of pleasure that pulsed through my body.
I swiftly sheathed myself in a condom and settled my body atop hers. Finally, I deftly freed the knot on the tie that bound her. I wanted to feel her small hands caressing my body, her fingernails marking my skin.
“I need you,” she moaned, her slender fingers spearing through my curls to pull me in for a desperate kiss.
I entered her in one brutal thrust, driving deep enough to rock her entire body. She shuddered, and I stilled, coaxing her to relax with gentle brushes of my lips against hers. After a few long, torturous seconds, she began to move beneath me, urging me to take her.
Her legs wrapped around me, heels digging into my ass to drive me deeper. She clutched at my shoulders, dragging her nails over my flesh to mark me as hers. I branded her with brutal, fast thrusts, making sure she wouldn’t be able to walk without thinking about my harsh claim over her body, her heart, her soul.
Something hot and bright filled my chest, so full that I thought my heart might burst with it. “I love you,” I vowed between desperate kisses. “I love you, Allie.”
Her hands bracketed my face, holding me close so that she could peer into my soul. “You’re mine, Max.”
“Yes,” I groaned, my pleasure cresting at her fierce declaration. “All yours.”
My release swept through me in a tidal wave, and I reached between us to pinch her nipples, pushing her over the edge with me. She screamed my name, and I drove into her with mindless abandon, riding out our mutual ecstasy. We were bound in bliss, our bodies intwined as we peaked together.
I crushed my lips to hers, branding her with a fierce kiss. Allie was all mine, and I was hers.
CHAPTER 14
Max
Allie stirred beside me, blinking slowly. She’d passed out after the intense orgasms I’d given her, and I was surprised to find her awake. It was late—past midnight. I’d expected her to sleep until morning while I held her, but a line of worry furrowed her brow.