Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Her nails clawed my scalp, holding me there, and I let her because I wanted to drown in her. I lapped up every drop, dragging her through the quake until she sagged back against the bed, broken moans falling from her lips.
She lay there, chest heaving and body trembling while I pulled back with a grunt. My chin was wet, and my cock was straining so hard it hurt. I wiped my mouth on her inner thigh, then gave her a wicked grin.
“Sweetest fucking pussy. And it’s all mine.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. My cock had been throbbing the whole time I was between her thighs, and now it hurt, steel-hard and leaking for her. I tore off my clothes in rough jerks until I was bare and heavy, my dick straining upward. Her eyes went wide as they roamed over my body. Her gaze lingered on my thick shaft, and she licked her lips. The sight nearly broke me.
I smirked, my voice rough as gravel. “You can suck me off later, baby. Right now, I need to be in you.”
I grabbed her by the waist and dragged her onto my lap as I sat down on the edge of the bed. She straddled me, her warm thighs gripping my hips. I lined myself up, teeth gritted with restraint, but then I lost it and slammed up into Lark with one brutal thrust as I pulled her down.
Her scream ripped out sharp and sweet, her nails sinking into my shoulders as her pussy stretched wide around me. I groaned, dropping my head back and closing my eyes. She was so fucking tight, wrapped around my cock like a fist, gripping me so hard that when I lifted my eyelids again, I could’ve sworn I was seeing stars.
“Fuck, baby,” I rasped into her neck, biting down on the soft skin. “You feel that? That’s me. Filling you up. Stretching this pretty little pussy until you can’t take any more.”
I grabbed her ass, both hands full, my fingers digging into that perfect curve. I pulled her down harder onto me, my hips snapping up in savage thrusts. Then I slapped her ass. The crack echoed in the room, followed by her moan—half scream, half broken plea.
“This ass is mine.” I spanked her again, then pumped deep, grinding against her cervix. “And this pussy is mine too.”
“Yes!” she gasped, nails raking down my back, clinging to me as I drove her up and down my length. “Jaxton! Oh, yes!”
Every time my hand smacked her ass, her inner walls fluttered around me, milking my cock. I groaned as I pressed my face into her neck, my body shuddering at how perfectly she fit me.
“That’s it, ride me, baby. Fuck my cock. Take me deep.”
She obeyed like a good girl, undulating on me and moaning my name like a filthy prayer. Her tits spilled forward with every thrust, bouncing in my face, and I seized them—my palms rough and my mouth greedy. I licked across one nipple, sucking hard until she cried out, then I bit down just enough to make her shiver. I tugged her other nipple with my fingers, twisting, plucking until she gasped my name again, voice breaking.
The slap of skin on skin, the wet sound of her pussy sucking me in, and the creak of the mattress under us—it was all music to my ears. My cock pulsed inside her, the sting in my palm from spanking her only making me harder.
I wanted to break her, and I wanted to protect her. Both instincts collided and set me on fire.
“Gonna fuck you until you can’t walk for a fucking week.” I bit her earlobe before I pulled back and slammed in again and again.
Her head tipped back, eyes glazed and lips parted on a scream that turned into a moan. “Jaxton!”
My hips pistoned harder and rougher, my hands alternating between gripping her ass to keep her moving and smacking her until her cheeks were hot and marked red by my palms.
“Look at me,” I ordered, my voice sharp.
Her eyes locked on mine, brown and wild, glassy with tears and pleasure.
“That’s it.” I dragged her down hard on me. “Eyes on me while I fuck you. You’re mine. Every fucking inch of you belongs to me.”
“Jaxton.” Her body clenched tighter around me, her voice cracking on my name again. “Yes. Yes. Oh, yes!”
I gritted my teeth, holding the line, keeping her right on the edge. Not letting her fall. “Don’t come, Lark,” I growled when I felt her vibrating, her breathing choppy. “Not yet.”
I shifted my grip, spreading my thighs wide and dragging hers open with me until she gasped, the stretch biting just enough to make her whimper. Not from pain, just the sharp edge of pleasure that had her pussy fluttering tight around me.