Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“I’m gonna come…” I gripped the back of his neck and felt my body tighten around him. His dick felt so much bigger when my pussy constricted in the explosion. It made clenching around his dick so much better, gripping it like I didn’t want to let go.
“Yes, Sheep.” He held his face above mine and watched me, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my skin. “Come for me.”
After the way Kamikaze had assaulted me, I thought sex would be the last thing on my mind. But rape and sex were two different things, so they weren’t related in my head. Making love to my husband was good and pure, borderline beautiful. It was so different that it couldn’t be compared, being blanketed by affection from this man as he took me deep into the night. My nails dug into his ass as I finished, as I gushed around his cock with a climax that made my toes curl.
Once I was finished, he slowed down. He always brought things to a slower pace when he was about to explode. He wanted to make it last as long as possible, to enjoy the moment when he filled the tip of the condom with his ecstasy. With his gaze focused on mine, he gave his final pumps, his brown eyes filled with deep longing.
“Give it to me, Wolf.” I wanted him to combust in a fiery explosion the way I did, to receive an enormous reward for all the work he’d just done. I wanted his body to go haywire, for his hips to buck automatically as the pleasure burst in every single vein. The only thing I wished was that there was nothing between us, that he would fill me with all the come that was about to go into that condom.
He rested his head against mine as he finished, as he grunted through the pleasure that made his back tighten. His dick thickened inside me, and he shuddered as the euphoria came to an end. He slowly softened on top of me, filling the condom and turning limp soon afterward. His face rested in my neck, and we breathed as our sweat smeared against each other’s bodies.
My fingers moved into his hair and gently caressed the strands as I still felt him between my legs. I loved his weight on top of me, like a suit of armor that would deflect any bullet directed at me.
He finally got off and went into the bathroom to clean off.
I was still warm and sweaty, so I lay with the sheets kicked off, the moisture slowly evaporating from my skin.
He returned moments later, cold water splashed across his face. He turned off the lamp and got into bed beside me, sticking to his side because he was probably still hot. The dark surrounded us, enveloped us.
The shadows acting as a curtain, I tried to hide behind them as much as possible. “There’s something I have to tell you…” I focused my gaze on the ceiling so I wouldn’t have to see the anger corroding his face.
“What’s your secret?”
“It’s gonna make you angry.”
He sighed in the darkness, his anger slowly replacing the sexy ambiance we’d just had a moment ago. “At least you’re getting me prepared.”
“I asked your sister to bring your father to the rehab center so I could talk to him. He was sitting in the dining room when I surprised him. I sat down, and we had a long chat…”
Maverick didn’t give any reaction to what I said, but the silence was so damn loud. He could express so much disdain with so little effort. His anger made the temperature of the room rise a few degrees, slowly getting hotter until we both started to boil. He turned on his side and propped himself up, looking down at me with an expression that was more lethal than a bullet. “You went behind my back…again?”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“No, that’s exactly what it was like.” He didn’t raise his voice, but he didn’t need to. His anger was potent. “After all this time, do you really not understand how dangerous my father is? What he could have done to you?”
“He wasn’t armed—”
“He doesn’t need to be armed to kill you. His bare hands are more than enough.”
In hindsight, it did feel stupid…especially with everything else that followed. “I tried to repair your relationship with him. I told him how sorry I was about his wife… I told him you wanted to have a better relationship with him.”
Maverick rolled his eyes. “That’s the dumbest thing you could have said to him.”
“Yeah, I realize that now.”
“He doesn’t give a shit about that. All he cares about is what he wants—which is killing you.”
Obviously.
“You provoked him, and his response was to tattle on me to Kamikaze. I won’t hand you over, so he’s letting that psychopath do his dirty work. This is why you don’t do shit without my authorization.” He got out of bed and gripped his skull. “You think you know better, but you don’t know a damn thing—”