Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
This time he wasn’t stopping. Not until she exploded all over him again. Not until he busted a nut.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth, not being gentle. If it was too rough, she had a voice. She could tell him to lighten up or stop. So, unless he heard otherwise, he would keep doing this the way he wanted, which was pulling out all the stops.
This time had to count since it would be the last time. It had to be, since it was one more fuck opportunity than he gave anyone else. It would be stupid for him to do this again.
Dangerous, too.
Not only because of the threat of getting caught up in her, but because of a biker named Shade. Romeo would prefer to keep his vocal cords intact and also safely in his damn neck.
After leaving one nipple shiny and peaked, he moved to the other. The harder he sucked, the more her back arched and the deeper her nails dug into his back and ass.
A quick glance showed that her eyes were squeezed shut and her lips parted. He took that as visual encouragement for him to take it even further.
He circled one areola with the tip of his tongue, before picking a nice tender spot on her tit to sink in his teeth.
Again, she didn’t tell him it was too much or that she didn’t like it. Her body language told him the opposite. So he did it again, this time hard enough to leave a slight mark on her ivory skin before brushing his lips lightly over it.
When he bit her, she had thrown her head back, exposing the delicate column of her throat. Since it called out to him, he collared it with his hand and drove his other arm under her hips, lifting them slightly. Now she was at the perfect angle.
Digging his knees deeper for leverage, he slammed into her over and over, causing her tits to jerk back and forth and the breath to rush from her with each forceful thrust.
She didn’t stop him. She didn’t tell him to slow down or demand he fuck her more gently.
She ate up everything he gave her.
He wondered how far he could push it. How rough she liked it.
He had pushed boundaries before but only with sweet butts. They were usually up for anything. But when he was fucking strange, he tended to not push it. He didn’t want to end up in a concrete cell for some goddamn misunderstanding.
However, this was Maddie. She’d have no problem telling him to switch gears.
While she never asked him to slow down, he had to, anyway. He was dangerously close to coming. His balls were pulled high, his dick was pulsing, and the pressure was building.
He ground his teeth and slowed his roll before he lost his load too quickly.
Since this was the last time, he had to make it count for Maddie, too. Even though she wasn’t aware that this couldn’t happen again.
Not one to normally say no to free pussy, in this case, Romeo would have no choice. That fucking sucked but it was better than falling down some damn rabbit hole and not being able to escape. This was the first time in his thirty-four years on this fucking planet that he worried about that happening.
Again, his thoughts being pulled in a direction he wanted to avoid forced him back to the matter at hand…
The woman under him.
The woman he was plunging in and out of.
The woman whose little noises and hot, slick pussy were driving him to the point of no return. He was barely skirting that edge, so she needed to come soon before she didn’t get to fucking come at all.
Thank fuck it turned out that he wasn’t the only one about to bust. Her nails raked down his back so hard and deep that, for a second, he worried about his ink getting fucked up. Her legs squeezed him even tighter, and she began meeting him thrust for thrust.
When she grabbed his ass and tried to pull him even deeper, he felt it… The small pulses growing more intense and coming faster. Her pussy squeezing him and getting even slicker.
Jesus, that wasn’t helping him keep his shit together, but the fuck if he was stopping.
No fucking way.
Once again, he told himself that since this was the last damn time, he needed to make it worth it. For her. For himself.
This was the last damn time, he swore it. He needed to stick to his fucking guns. If anyone had the goddamn willpower to do that, it was him.
“Fuck, woman,” he groaned, hanging on only by a quickly unraveling thread. “Come, goddamnit.”
“I don’t want to,” she moaned back.
“Why fuckin’ not?” She was going to kill him.
“It’s… It feels… so damn good.”