Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
I pinned him to the sand, tight grips on his wrists, my cock right over his ass, and I locked my feet over his calves.
“This is gonna be good.” I tried to steady my breathing, and I dipped down and grazed my teeth along his ear. “The more you struggle, the harder I’ll get.”
No lie.
He was exhausting himself by thrashing underneath me, and I was here for every second of it.
“You’re fucking delusional if you think this is over,” he gritted out.
Over? We’d just gotten started.
I pushed my cock against him and dropped an openmouthed kiss along the back of his neck. “Did you finger yourself a little extra earlier? Thinking about when I finally get to rapefuck your tight ass?”
“Son of a bitch,” he hissed. “Good luck trying. You can’t make another move without loosening your hold.”
That did pose a problem, but no matter. I was going to tire him out.
“Admit it.” I pushed forward again, creating enough friction to make it feel damn good. “You stood there in the jungle, knuckle-deep in your ass, and moaned my name.”
“The fuck I did,” he spat out. “You conceited bastard.”
I grinned, out of breath. Arrogance always worked. It pissed off a brat in no time at all, and Max wasn’t immune to it either.
“You don’t have to play hard to get, baby. I’ll give you all the come you want.”
That did it. His rage came out in a growl and a burst of energy, and he managed to squirm onto his side, where he could kick me off him. I was ready for it. I was ready to wrestle.
Even in the dark, I saw the look in his eyes. The sheer lividness, the animal coming out to play.
He was a drug for me. I fed off his reactions, and I jumped up in a low crouch the same time he did.
After that…it was on.
We came at each other with fists, kicks, and rough grabbing. We knew where to charge to prevent real injuries, so we didn’t have to hold back. He knocked me over, sand flying all everywhere, and flattened himself on top of me. The pain exploded up my spine, but my determination blazed more intensely. I pushed him off and quickly got to my feet, and I hauled him up and swung him around to the boulder a few feet away. He cursed and groaned, and I pushed him up against the rough surface. I couldn’t fucking help myself. I kissed him hard and went for his belt, but he wasn’t having it yet. No surrender on the horizon—except, he did kiss me back, with so much hunger that I almost lost control.
The fucker took advantage when my brain was clouded by my need for him, and he spun me around. My chest smacked into the boulder, and he trapped me there. One hand came up my throat, and I felt his hard cock.
“Maybe you should get fucked instead,” he panted.
I blinked, my eyes watering because I’d gotten sand in them. That shit stung.
I had my hands free, but I wanted to see what he’d do next. Hell, if he managed to overpower me, I’d let him do whatever he wanted.
“Give me your best.” I swallowed.
His heavy breaths hit my neck, and he leaned in to kiss me there. “Would you like that, sweetheart?”
Fuck. Maybe I would.
“I’d force my way in slowly,” he whispered.
Jesus.
I screwed my eyes shut. Problem was, I wasn’t just picturing primal takedowns and rape play. I was envisioning us in my bed, sharing lazy mornings of hard, sweaty, unhurried fucking where we took as much as we gave.
He went for my shorts, and I let him. But…only because he was making my next move real easy.
Button undone, zipper coming down…
“I bet you’re tight as fuck,” he murmured.
Yeah, I’d fucking say so, considering I’d never bottomed before.
I stayed quiet. He slipped a hand down my front and cupped my cock, and I exhaled.
He kissed my neck. “You drive me fucking crazy, Reid.”
It’s mutual.
I gave in to the pleasure for a moment. I fucking had to. I turned around, and we met in another searing kiss. Fight temporarily forgotten. We made out as if our lives depended on it, and he had to fucking see how hot we were together. He had to feel it. This sense of urgency couldn’t be faked.
Soon, though, my need became too forceful. When he wasn’t prepared, I grabbed a fistful of his hair, and I snaked my foot behind his knees to unlock them. Then I pushed him down onto his knees, quickly grabbed my cock, and forced it between his lips.
He cursed and sent me a death glare, but he went with it. He sucked me into his mouth and closed his eyes.
“There we go,” I breathed. “Be a good cocksucker for me.” I manhandled him into position, so I was the one trapping him against the boulder, and I didn’t hold back for a second. I pushed my way in and started fucking his throat in sharp thrusts. “You wanna fuck my ass? You better up your game, darlin’.”