Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
I swallowed. No doubt he could feel the movement of my throat with his hand still a tight, unbreakable band. Then I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly before obeying him. “Please, Mike,” I whispered. “Please fuck me. And that’s as much as I’m capable of. I won’t beg. I can’t.”
He grinned. “Never said you had to beg, darlin’. Never that. But you need to know I can and will take care of you. If I step in, you need to know I can enforce my will if necessary.”
“We’ll have words,” I threatened, but I was pretty sure it came out a breathless protest more than an actual warning. “I won’t roll over for anyone. Not even you.”
“Which is where you’re going to trust me to have your back. I will never take over unless I feel you’re being too careless with your safety, or I think you need it. Then, in private, we can hash it out. But I want you to understand, from this point on it’s me and you. We have each other’s back. We are united.”
God, what he was saying appealed to me. Not only did the relationship he described appeal to me, but also, wasn’t this how a mother and father should be? United in the eyes of the children so they couldn’t play one of us off the other? I knew in my heart we were better together than we ever were separately.
After giving it thought, I nodded my head slowly. Only then did Mike let up on his grip around my neck. “I like the sound of that.” I didn’t look away from him. And though he eased his grip, he didn’t let me go.
With a grunt of approval, Mike bent his knees and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me so I had to wrap my legs around his waist to hang on.
He carried me to a nearby door and opened it, taking us inside. He locked the door before kissing me again. I knew the room was being used as an office at this point. It was unfinished and smelled of sawdust, drywall, and paint. The desk in the middle of the room was littered with papers and notebooks that Mike brushed away with one swipe of his arm.
Setting me on my feet, Mike whipped my shirt over my head before moving to my jeans. His movements were swift and jerky in his haste. I unfastened my bra and reached for his shirt, tugging it from his jeans, running my hands up his hair-dusted torso as I pulled the material from his body.
While he shoved my jeans and panties over my hips, I leaned in to take one of his nipples between my teeth, nipping at the bit of flesh. He barked out a sharp yell before he pulled away to lift me to the top of the desk. Shoving my legs apart, Mike unfastened his own jeans and pulled out his cock.
The next thing I knew, Mike had shoved himself inside me and began a brutal ride. He slammed into me with explosive force. Our flesh slapped together loudly in the small room. With each of his thrusts, my body shook, forcing the breath from my lungs. I clung to his shoulders, trying to ground myself until he shrugged off my grip and grabbed my throat again. This time, I wrapped my hands around his thick wrist. Only thing is, I wasn’t sure if I was simply holding on to him, or making sure he didn’t abandon this aggressive, dominant position. My entire body was consumed in a firestorm of lust and need. His cock filled my quivering pussy, stretching and burning even as he pounded inside me with bruising force.
Mike’s body was a work of art as he moved over me. Muscles played under his skin, heavy and strong. A man able to protect his family.
With a cry, I went limp beneath him. I laid my arms out to my sides and let my legs fall wide open. That seemed to be exactly what Mike wanted because he snarled loudly before fucking me even harder. Faster.
“Gonna come with me, woman. I’m gonna put my cum deep inside your pussy and you’re gonna take it from me. Now. Fuckin’ come on my cock, Josephine. Now!”
I did. God, I did! My body fragmented into a sensory explosion the likes of which I could never have been prepared for. Each time Mike took me seemed to be better than the last. Each time he took me, I fell for him that much more. He was a force to be reckoned with, but beneath his gruff exterior he had a soft side. He slipped up on you when you weren’t expecting it and completely took you over. At least, that’s what he did for me. The thing was, I surrendered willingly. And I knew I’d never regret it, and never look back.