Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I let out a roar and yank on her hair, the motion exposing the creamy skin of her neck to me. Damn, she’s beautiful especially when she’s like this, savage and unrestrained. I rake my teeth along the column of her throat. “Naughty girl.”
She shudders underneath me, arching her hips up and trying desperately to find friction against me. But I’m the one in control here, and it’s damn time she remember that.
I flip her onto her stomach easily. She might be considered big by society’s standards, but she’s no match for the beast she picked a fight with. She’s smaller than me, delicate, and I’m going to remind her of that by taking her at a punishing pace.
I keep just enough weight on her to reach for her waist. I flip that cute little skirt up. Once she agrees to be mine forever, that’s all she’ll get to wear. As her man, I’ll demand easy and frequent access to my pussy so I can rut into it day and night.
Yanking down her panties, I grunt into her ear, “I’m going to fuck you like an animal now.”
She moans, her cheek resting in the soft grass. The sound is loud in the afternoon as birds flitter overhead and a squirrel moves in the tree above us. Nature is our welcome voyeur, inviting us to lose our inhibitions.
“Put your hands under your chest. Pinch those tits.”
She does as I ask but it’s not easy. I’ve pinned her down and she has to work to get her arms free. She gasps as soon as she touches her pert breasts.
“Harder.” I swat her ass cheeks, liking how they turn slightly pink. Yeah, I’m definitely going to punish her ass at some point. With the way she gushes more moisture, the idea arouses her as much as it does me.
She gasps as she clutches her tits. Her nipples must be tingling and burning right now, sending bolts of pleasure straight to that perfect pussy of hers.
I yank my cock free from my pants and shove deep into her little pink hole. She’s so damn wet, I slip in easily and squeeze her hip. “Thrust your sexy ass up.”
She does as I instructed, meeting each of my brutal thrusts. My balls slap against her and she whimpers with every invasion of my thick cock. “You like the way this feels? You like being made to take it deep? To know your man is rutting into you from behind?”
She moans again, the sound as if she’s being drugged. Feral satisfaction goes through me at the noise. She’s drunk off my cock, off the way it’s ramming hard into her tight cunt.
I snap my hips forward. “Answer me.”
“Yes!” The word comes out as a startled cry, her release beginning. Her pussy clamps on me so tightly that it’s painful but I don’t stop. Can’t stop. I just keep giving it to her, thrusting deeper and deeper until she collapses with a guttural noise.
Even then, I continue fucking her. Rutting into her like the animal I am, desperately seeking my own release. It’s not until I’m shooting my come deep into her pussy where it belongs that my body finally starts to relax.
She hums when I fall into the grass beside her. I pull her onto my chest, needing to feel her against me. I need to be touching her now, seeking reassurance that I didn’t hurt her. I’d rather lose my other arm than ever hurt her. “Are you good?”
“Best sex ever.” She giggles. “I am so putting that as a scene in my book.”
Could I be that guy? The one who stars in the love story of her life? Something squeezes deep in my chest, and I know this is it. This is the moment when I come clean to her. Pushing myself to sit up, I give her a small smile. She’ll forgive me for this. She’ll be happy to know who I really am. “Come on, I have something to show you.”
I lead Gwen into the house, and she follows me. She’s still grinning from our moments together in my backyard. She’s flushed and breathing hard. Next time, I’ll make sure she’s wearing shoes and chase her through the forest. I’ll capture her and drag her under a bush and do filthy things to her. Depraved things that will have her blushing for days.
I pause outside my office door and lean over to pluck a leaf from her hair, letting it flutter to the floorboards. “Do you remember when you asked me what I did?”
She nods, her radiant smile still in place. “You said you work from home.”
“I do.” I open my office door so she can see my space. “As a book narrator.”
13
GWEN
My fingers are itching to get to the keyboard as I follow Blade into his home. When I was looking up primal play, I wasn’t too sure on the appeal of it. But then he was chasing me through his back yard, and suddenly, I realized it’s fun. It’s playful and natural and amazing. Now, I can’t wait to get back to that scene.