Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I gasp again, but this time in outrage.
Grinning, he tugs on my hair and forces me to arch my neck back.
Then he leans in like he’s going to kiss me but stops a breath away. “I’m only going to say this once, though. Once and that’s it. Don’t fucking try to leave again and don’t try to take my son away from me.”
I open my mouth, prepared to tell him to go fuck himself, fucking crazy bastard, only to have the words die in my throat as he thrusts his hips up.
“I fucking mean it, Allie,” he says harshly as he rubs and works his cock against me. “Don’t fucking say or do shit like that again because you will not like the consequences. You think things are bad now? This ain’t nothin’ compared to what I’ll do to you if you pull that shit again.”
Pleasure wars with anger inside me as he continues to stare hard into my eyes while using his fucking cock as a weapon.
My clit throbs with each slick glide and my core keeps clenching in the expectation of penetration.
I should have known he would react like this. I don’t even know why I wasted my breath on him. It’s obvious everything I said went in one ear and out the other.
Or he simply doesn’t care.
And if he doesn’t care… fuck him.
“There are only consequences if you catch me,” I hiss through my teeth and force my own grin.
He gives a hard thrust of his hips that wipes the grin right off my face as his shaft drags against my clit.
“Oh, I’ll catch you,” he grunts as his hand squeezing my ass yanks me down. “I’ll catch you because I know you, Allie.”
I know it’s a mistake before I say it, and I know it’s only going to make this fucked up situation even worse for me, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
The way he’s trying to bully me and use my body against me is pissing me off so bad the words burst from my mouth. “Oh, you know me better than my husband of two years? Because I got away—”
With a roar, he yanks on my hair and slams his cock into me so hard I see stars.
Then, before I can catch my breath or make any sense of what just happened, he lowers his hips, only to slam back up again.
“Yes, I fucking know you better than him because you were never his, you’ve always been mine!”
Eyes black with rage, he crushes his mouth against mine.
I try to fight him at first, try to fight the onslaught he’s unleashing on me, but just like last night, the more I resist, the harder he pushes.
And the more I hold back, the more he demands.
Even giving in just a little bit doesn’t seem to satisfy him.
As his tongue forces its way into my mouth, I force myself to relax. Force myself to let him have his way while I adjust to having him inside me, his sheer size stretching me almost to the breaking point.
But he’s fucking relentless.
No matter how hard I try to hold out, he persists. His tongue strokes and lashes against mine, coaxing and yet somehow urgent at the same time. It drives me so fucking crazy the way he’s kissing me, kissing me like he needs me, I finally find myself giving up and giving in.
The more I give in though, the more I start to want him.
And the more I want him, having his cock inside me isn’t enough.
My entire body on fire, pulsing and aching, I need him to move. I need him to do… something.
“You say you’re not my Allie, that you don’t remember me,” he growls into my mouth between hard, sucking pulls, “But you sure as fuck taste like her.”
When I start to groan and pull away, he uses his grip on my hair to hold me in place.
“You fucking kiss just like her too,” he says before he shoves his tongue down my throat.
What he said is so disturbing, I nearly choke on him and try to push him out of my mouth.
I’m not her.
Determined to torture me though, he chuckles and kisses me harder. He even moves his hips a little, just enough to increase the pulsing in my core.
And fuck me if I don’t want… No, need more.
He’s infuriates me to no end and scares the shit out of me, but damn if I don’t crave every inch of him.
Crave him like a fucking drug I need to get out of my system.
As if he can read my mind, he suddenly releases his grip on my ass and pushes up on the edge of the tub, getting to his knees.
The motion… Fuck, the motion of his cock sliding in and out of me as he moves feels so damn good, I can’t get enough.