Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
But I stop her.
“Tell me… do bad little darlings deserve cock?”
Adora bites her bottom lip and rolls it between her teeth. I wonder if she can taste the splatters of my blood that are still on her lips from where she bit me. What I really want is to wrap my hands around her throat and watch as her pretty red lips turn blue.
Hmm… I wonder if she would like that.
Possibly not.
“No, but your wife most certainly does.”
Goddammit! I hate the fact that I like the sound of her calling herself my wife. I go to speak, but before I can, she pushes herself down while at the same time pushing me back, giving her more space, and then drops down ever so fucking slowly. And the moment I feel her—all of her—around my cock, I suppress a groan and know I’m not going to be able to stop.
I thought I could stop this.
But that’s what fools tell themselves, right?
I hold on tight. “Is that what you’re calling yourself now? My wife?”
“Just shut up and fuck me, Joey.”
No woman has ever made me this mad and this fucking deliriously horny all at the same time. How is that possible? When I go to move her, she positions herself clinging to me with even more force. Her face buries into my neck, her legs wrap around my hips even tighter and knot at the back, and she clenches around my cock.
But she doesn’t make a sound.
I want to hear those moans from her lips because I’ve heard them from a phone, and I sure as fuck know I can get them if I try hard enough.
“Maybe you should be a good little wife, instead of a slut for others.” I slap her ass hard, and she yelps. The sudden jolt causes her to move her hips up and down, so I do it again, and she does the exact same thing. I start walking with her, holding her to me, and I have to remember not to come because every time her sweet pussy slides up and down, she clenches just that little bit tighter and rides me a little bit smoother.
I have to remember I hate her.
Despise the ground she walks on.
She pulls back, but she doesn’t slow her movements. I almost trip over my own feet, while she acts like a koala, holding herself to me. Her back is arched, head now lifted, hair hanging down her back. As I step outside, her eyes are closed and her lips are parted, and I can still see the droplets of my blood there. I push her back against the glass wall, and she lets out another yelp and stops for a second. I watch her eyes scan around the other bungalows.
“Someone might see us.” I lift a hand and touch a finger to her lips, smearing the blood. I wonder if it’s all over my face as well since I can still taste it. I nip at her bottom lip and pull it between my teeth before I let it pop out. She tastes so fucking good.
“I guess I’ll see what a good little slut you are.”
Her eyes go wide, but I hold her against the glass as my hips start moving. She simply stares at me, her expression changing from being shocked to disgusted right before my eyes.
What did she expect me to say?
This is not a hearts-and-flowers fuck.
This is hard, fast, and with a care factor of zero fucks.
Her hand releases, and then she goes to slap me straight across my face and succeeds with a hard and fast strike. I throw my head back and laugh at her fucking audacity. She goes to do it again, but I capture her wrist mid-swing and hold it tight.
“Is this what you’re into? Do you want me to slap you around like you’re my good little slut, darling?”
“Get your cock out of me. Now,” she seethes, and I smile at her fiery glare.
“With pleasure.”
I lift her and take two steps back, then drop us both into the ocean.
TWENTY-FOUR
ADORA
“I’m still mad at you,” I tell him.
He shrugs. “I’m furious too. But come on, I’ll be the gentleman here and let you have your say first as to why you’re mad at me.”
“Because of what you did.”
“Okay, since you can’t form a coherent sentence, I guess that means I’ve fucked you senseless. I don’t recall you coming because I sure fucking didn’t. How about you continue to be senseless on your knees, I could do with some good head right now?”
I do just that but with one goal in mind.
Getting on my knees in front of him, I tilt my head to look up at him. His eyes are filled with venom, and it matches how I’m feeling inside.
“That’s where you belong, my darling.”