Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I instinctively buck my hips to unseat him but he digs his fingers into my thighs.
“That’s right baby doll. Tell me who you belong to.”
“He slowly slides back until only his head is inside of me before he thrusts his full length back inside of me. This time he goes so deeply I gasp in surprise.
It almost hurts but it’s the good kind of hurt that makes me want more.
He pumps into me with even more ferocity. “Tell me!” he demands when I don’t answer him right away.
“You! I belong to you.”
“Damn right you do,” he growls.
Jackson lifts my lower body. The tilt of my hips sends him even deeper than I thought possible. At this angle when he thrust into me, he hits the most sensitive spot of my erogenous zone.
My eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Jackson!” I rack my nails down the center of his chest when a swift orgasm suddenly consumes my body and swallows me whole, A combustion of fireworks ignite within me and I grip his shoulders for dear life.
“Jackson, Jackson, Jackson,” I chant.
Jackson is a demon on top of me, pounding away at my abused pussy. His stamina is like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
He pulls out of me completely and I feel like I’ll finally get some rest but with little effort, he flips me onto my stomach and pulls me to my knees. He slides in from behind me and fucks the lifeforce out of me.
Yes, this man is a pure demon.
He digs his fingers into my hips pounding me so hard, his balls slap the seat of my ass. With each thrust, he goes harder and deeper and I know I’ll be sore in the morning.
“Mine,” he growls. “I’m the only man who will have you from here on out. Do you understand?”
I hear his words, but they barely register. Hell, I would agree to anything in this moment because I can do nothing else in this euphoric state of rapture I find myself in. “Yes,” I whisper weakly.
He keeps a demonic pace, claiming me repeatedly until my body completely surrenders to him. This final orgasm leaves me so weak; I can no longer hold myself up. My body droops into the bed, but Jackson’s grip on my hips tighten.
This inhumane endurance is unlike anything I’ve ever experience and just went I think it won’t end, he yells out my name. “Zora! My baby doll. My woman. My Zora.”
He spills his hot seed inside of me painting my walls. I whimper in relief and pleasure.
Jackson releases my hips, and I melt into the bed. He falls next to me and spoons me from behind.
It takes several moments for me to process what just happened.
I just had sex with Jackson Champion.
The same Jackson Champion who made four years of my life a living hell, yet here I was lying here in his arms like the two of us belonged together.
I want to roll away from him but I don’t have the strength.
“You don’t have to hold on to me so tightly, Jackson.”
“Don’t ruin this moment, Zora. I’ve waited a long time for this and I’m going to savor every second of it.”
Admittedly, I enjoyed the sex much more than I thought I would but at this end of the day, we were only here because he’d practically blackmailed me into this situation.
“You keep saying that but I still can’t wrap my head around any of it.”
“What don’t you understand, Zora.”
“Jackson, if we’re going to do this thing for however long you see fit, can we at least be honest with each other. Please don’t convince me my experience twelve years ago didn’t happen. Don’t pretend you didn’t used to torment me or isolate me from the rest of the kids in school. I only had one friend because everyone else was scared to cross the Jackson Champion.”
He doesn’t respond right away. It’s better than a lie I guess but is it too much to expect an apology at the very least. Maybe he simply can’t do it because of the privileged life he’s led.
“Would it make a difference if I apologized?” he finally asked which surprised me because I didn’t think he’d even acknowledge what he did.
“There’s no point in offering one if you’re not actually sorry. I don’t know if you’re capable of remorse, Jackson.”
“Whether you believe it or not, I have feelings too, Zora.”
“Yet you refuse to acknowledge mine and how you treated me. What was it about me that made you go out of your way to treat me like a pariah.”
His hold loosens on me but he doesn’t let me go. “I made a lot of mistakes, back then, Zora. A lot of them, I’m not proud of but the truth is, I wanted to be your friend but it wasn’t possible back then.”