Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
I went over to the dresser and placed my palms on the cool surface. I could hear the rustle of King’s jeans as he discarded them. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply when his hands grabbed my hips, and I felt him come up behind me.
“It’s gonna be a quick fuck, sweets. Stick that ass out for me.”
As if I were his marionette doll, I did exactly what he wanted. Except with King, I knew I was getting something from this too. Pleasure came with this. The kind that made the bad in my life fade away. It didn’t haunt me when I was thinking about him. When he was inside of me. When he was reminding me how good it felt to live.
I felt his hand between my legs, and I opened them wider.
“Still wet and sticky from this morning’s fuck. Good girl,” he murmured, then slammed into me so hard that I fell forward onto the dresser. The edge of the wood biting into my lower stomach. “HOLY FUCK, that’s good. So damn slippery with my cum inside you.”
I held on to the dresser to keep from being shoved into it any further and pushed back to meet his rhythm. He was right; having his earlier release inside me made it insanely hot. I moaned his name as he drove in harder.
He wrapped my hair around his hand and pulled my head back toward him with a hard tug. “Take that dick, sweets. Take it like the good girl you are. Walking around with me leaking out of you all day. Fuuuck, that makes me crazy. I want to watch you play with it when it oozes out of you. See those pretty little fingers covered in it.”
I was close already. So very close. I bucked wildly, wanting to get there. Knowing how amazing it would feel. Craving it. The electric feel of it intensifying. Drawing deep inside me. I clawed at the wood, crying out as my body started to convulse.
“SUCH. A. GOOD. GIRL,” he shouted with each grunt.
Those words. It was a trigger. The best kind for me. I screamed out as the euphoria of my orgasm claimed me.
“FUCK, BABY! FUCK!” he roared as he jerked against me twice, then stilled.
I could feel him twitching inside of me as his body shuddered.
I laid my cheek down on the smooth surface and let out a contented sigh. I was positive my legs wouldn’t hold me up just yet. I gasped as he pulled free of me, and then his hand covered where he had exited.
“Put your legs together,” he ordered.
I managed to do it, but I was moving slow. Once I had them closed, he moved his hand away.
“Leave it in there. Don’t shower until I get back.”
I nodded and stayed like I was trying to recover while I listened to him get dressed behind me. He let out a breathy laugh, and I turned my head to look over at him. His gaze was on me, and the smile that touched his lips was…gentle. Soft. Almost as if…as if I were special. More than whatever this was that we were doing.
He pulled his shirt back over his head and then came back over to me and scooped me up. “Come on, sweets,” he said, carrying me over to the bed. He laid me down, then reached for the throw and covered me up. “I’ll be back later.”
I nodded, and he turned and headed for the door. It wasn’t until he left that I realized he’d never gotten whatever it was he had come for. My eyes closed, however, before I could think much more about it.
• thirty-six •
“You’re gonna wish I had shot you instead.”
King
I’d left Rumor curled up, asleep in my bed, before the sun came up. Last night, I had been too fucking tense to sleep. I woke her up twice. Once with my head between her legs and another time with my cock inside her. She’d been adorable. All sleepy but instantly ready to fuck. She was becoming an addiction. It was a cruel circle. The longer I kept her with me, the more I was craving her. To stop this, she needed to be moved, but the thought of that made me feel unhinged.
It had been five days since the Insantos had sent someone to find Rumor. The bastard we had underground was still alive. Blaise was coming here today. He wanted to speak to the prisoner himself. Which meant this might be the gang member’s last day on earth and a real war was going to begin.
The stress of what Blaise’s decision was going to be on what we were going to do with Rumor was making me feel caged in. Like I couldn’t breathe deep. I didn’t like not having control. She was in my bed. He’d had me keep her safe. Told me to fuck her. Make her want to stay. Now, I had to wait and let him make the next call on her safety.