Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“See, such a good girl,” he croons as I come.
I reach for him, but he doesn’t let me touch him as he reaches his own orgasm.
And when he’s done, I look to the side and scream. “Pull me up! Oh my God, pull me up, you fuckhead!”
He chuckles and pulls me back. I didn’t realize that the only thing holding me up was his grip on my hips. If he’d let me go at any point, I would have fallen to the floor below.
I claw at him until I’m standing on my own two feet, trying to calm my breathing. The white railing where he just fucked me will never look the same.
“You didn’t use the safe word,” he whispers.
I turn and snatch my shirt from the floor.
“I had plans, and now I have to shower,” I say, not looking at him as I walk back to my room.
Kyson goes to follow me, but I shut the door behind me, and he doesn’t come in.
And when I leave, he isn’t there.
“So, real talk. How’s the sex?” Alaska asks as we sit down at a local café. She got my number and asked me to lunch. She said she’s trying this new thing where she tries to make friends, and at least I know what crazy she’s involved with, so it can’t be that bad.
I blush, and she waves a hand at me.
“You know I talk dirty for a living, right? Men, and even women, pay me to tell them how hot they make me over the phone,” she says, flicking her lavender hair back. I wonder if her customers know they’re talking to a goddess on the other side of that phone. This woman in front of me is beautiful in every conceivable way.
“It’s hot. Good and rough,” I admit, and she laughs.
“Honey, you don’t even want to get me started on rough.” She snorts as the coffee is brought over.
“Huh?” I say, confused.
She leans in close, then asks with a raised brow, “You ever come by having a knife up your vag?”
“Can’t say that I have,” I tell her.
“Okay, well… I have. And despite how much I wanted to kill him, he was the first man to make me come.” She shrugs. “But if he thinks he can do that again, I’ll use that knife and slice off a finger because, you know, I still need his cock.” She cackles.
My eyes dart around the café, but I see no one’s paying us any attention. Reaching for the top of my shirt, I pull it down slightly to show her.
Alaska’s eyes go wide, and she sits back. “He’s a biter,” she states. “Are there more?”
“Nipples and other breast.”
“Okay.” She nods. “Anything else?”
“He likes to yank my hair and spank my ass,” I whisper.
“Ohh… I’m so going to tease him in some way about this.”
My cheeks flush. “No, please don’t.”
“Okay, I won’t. But the real question is, do you like it?”
“Love it,” I say quietly. “I don’t know why. I just do. He makes me forget everything around us, and I get lost in him.”
“I know that feeling well,” she says, smiling.
“And…” I lick my teeth.
“There’s more?” She leans in.
“If you promise to not repeat it,” I say.
“I do,” she replies seriously, and I believe her.
“He likes his brother to watch.” Her eyes go wide. “It was only once, but it was hot.”
“Holy Batman… are you joking?”
“Nope. It was a thing they did. I heard they used to share.”
“I heard Kenzo likes to cut,” she says.
“Yeah, he does.” I flash back to him cutting himself.
“Did he cut you?” She eyes me.
“God, no.” I shake my head. “It’s all just a lot, you know? I went from being in a prison of a marriage to a runaway, to basically homeless, to this.” I wave my hand around.
“For someone as young as you, that’s a lot to take in. It makes you grow quickly. I get that part more than you can imagine.” She goes quiet before she asks, “Which part did you like the most?”
“The now. I know Kyson still holds most of the control, but I like the now.” I smile.
“Okay, so what’s the plan? We looking for a place?” she asks.
“You don’t have to come. I know you probably have other plans.”
“I have one friend, who will get jealous of this, by the way, but I’m sure she’ll be extremely happy I am venturing out and making new friends.” She smiles, standing. “Where to first?”
I rattle off the address, and her eyes light up.
“That’s right near my place. Can we stop there really quick? I want to change shoes.” I look down at the wedge shoes she’s wearing, and she shakes her head. “Don’t even ask. I tried to dress all girly, but I want my sneakers.” I laugh.
Not long after, I follow her back to her place, which isn’t too far from where we’d met up.