Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Her ears picked up his harsh breathing and the sound of their skin slapping together. Her nose got a whiff of his heady masculine scent, as well as the aroma of her own arousal. And as for her eyes… She glanced down at his hand between her legs.
For the moment, he had taken possession and claimed her pussy as his.
She’d rather him be more forceful than tentative.
She wasn’t breakable. She was horny. Along with a dash of impatient. “Nox, you’re not going to hurt me. Don’t hold back.”
After answering with another deep grunt, she felt a switch, and something break free inside him.
He was no longer tentative. No longer cautious. He was finally caught up in the moment and with what they were doing.
And what they were doing was worth everything that had come before. Her frustration with him began to wane while her hope increased.
As he continued to thrust forcefully, he alternated pinching, circling and flicking her clit. Occasionally his long fingers would brush where they were intimately joined. He would use the wetness he gathered there to lube her clit before going at it even more intensely.
She was about to encourage him to continue the way he was but caught his reflection in the sliver of glass.
Were his eyes closed? Was he pretending she was someone else?
Should she be offended if he was?
Short answer: no.
The longer answer: If it helped him moved forward, she was fine with it. Grief was a clingy beast, and you could only move past it when ready. No matter how much everyone around you wanted differently.
Some needed a slight push. Some a powerful shove.
But either method didn’t always work.
Just enjoy the moment, Liyah. Don’t sweat over the rest right now. You’ll have plenty of time later to worry whether this will end up being a step forward or a step backward for Nox. He wouldn’t be doing this if he didn’t want to.
He’s responsible for his own mental health. Not you. Not his brothers. No one else.
The man’s hip action did not let up even for a second. Every powerful pump was now accompanied by a hiss of breath.
As his cock continued to piston in and out of her, she had to be soaking him because her inner thighs had become slick.
She originally thought she wouldn’t be able to come in this position, but she was wrong. And she was only wrong because Nox was determined to make her orgasm again.
Good thing she was just as determined.
This wasn’t ending until she had a second one.
She’d also be perfectly fine with a third, but she wasn’t pushing her luck.
As he continued to spear her over and over with his cock, he pulled an unexpected move. He slid his middle finger through her folds and plunged it inside her, causing an odd sensation and for her to stretch around him even further. She never had anyone do that to her before.
She certainly wasn’t complaining, and she was always game to try new things.
With Nox’s right arm pinned across her chest, he grabbed her left breast and rolled the aching nipple between his fingers before pinching it hard enough to make her cry out. Not for him to stop, but to do it again.
When he did, his cock thickened even more inside her and his pace turned more erratic. With not having had sex in so long, his stamina was actually impressive, but he had to be getting close.
Everything in and on her was now quivering as her own release got within reach.
Slipping his finger from inside her and releasing her nipple, he grabbed her hips with both hands and slammed his against her over and over. Driving her to that sweet edge of total abandonment.
With her heart trying to burst from her chest, she had a difficult time pulling in her next breath as her lungs seized and her muscles locked. Not even a second later, an orgasm ripped through her that was so intense, it knocked her for a loop.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes!
“Nox!”
He didn’t falter at his name being yelled, but instead dug deep and continued to drive into her, almost desperately. His soft grunts vibrated against her neck where he’d hidden his face. His warm, ragged breath beat a pattern against her skin.
With one last deep thrust, he stiffened against her, his cock pulsed and pulled a little aftershock from her as he came.
When they both stilled, he pressed his damp forehead to her shoulder and her thoughts became as loud as their breathing.
He did it. He didn’t run. He stayed and persevered.
He even got her to the point of orgasm without much effort. That meant if he really put in the work, sex with him would be some of the best she ever had.
That made her more determined than ever to have sex with him again.