Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Whose pussy is this?” I ask again.
“Yours,” she mumbles, and I reward her with a long, slow lick from bottom to top.
“Fuck yes it is,” I growl before burying my tongue inside her and fucking her pussy like my cock will be soon. “Tell me again,” I demand. I bite her clit and she screams my name, falling into her orgasm. “Again,” I snarl, then drive her up once more, letting the sound of my name on her lips as she comes wash over me.
I move in for a third and she begs, “Theo, I can’t. Oh, yes. No, I can’t…” All the while, her hips are bucking and thrusting up against my face.
“Your pussy knows who she belongs to, my little muse,” I tell her, my voice muffled from being locked between her thighs. “She wants to come again.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” she shouts as she once again shakes with the force of her orgasm.
In record speed, I unzip my pants and release my aching cock. It’s standing at attention, pointing straight up to where it wants to be. Taking a step back, I let Shelby slide down the door until our centers are lined up. Then I roughly yank her forward and impale her on my dick, bottoming out in the first thrust. “Fuck, yes,” I hiss. Her hands clasp behind my neck and her legs have my waist in a death grip, keeping her locked in place.
“Cond—”
“No, Shelby,” I growl. She’s pushing me on purpose. “You know I’m not going to wear a damn condom. I’m going to fill this cunt with so much cum, there’s no fucking way you won’t be pregnant. Every person in the whole fucking world will know you’re mine once you’re full of me.”
I brace my hands on the door and pound into her, desperate to prove that she is mine. Even if it’s only to the two of us. We slam against the door, making a shit ton of noise, but it’s still drowned out by our moans and shouts.
Suddenly, I feel the door start to give way, so I hold Shelby to me and spin around, dropping back into the chair where we started.
With a hand on the back of her neck, I pull her head in and stare into her passion-filled eyes. “Ride me, baby. Show me how much your pussy loves being mine.” Then I slam my lips onto hers.
Shelby squeezes her pussy so she’s practically strangling my cock as she begins to bounce up and down. I thrust up to meet her every time she drops down onto my dick.
“Theo! Oh! Yes! Yes!” Her cries push me right to the edge and the tell-tale tingling starts in my spine. I use both hands to twist and pluck at her nipples until she is shaking violently. Then I drop one between her legs and pinch her clit. She shatters with a scream and I quickly follow, shooting off jet after jet of hot cum, filling her. Even after it seems to be empty, my cock is still rock hard, so I keep thrusting until we are both cresting over the edge once more. I blow another load deep inside her and there is so much that it starts to leak out of her pussy, so I scoop it up and do my best to shove it back in. I need it all there. Something primal broke when another man tried to get near her.
My lips find hers again and I push my tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers, and I let go of the last shreds of anger that had built up inside me. Shelby is the other half of my soul, and I know without a doubt that she was made for me.
“Mine.”
Chapter Eleven
Shelby
With the volume turned down, the ding of my cell phone is just loud enough to wake me up. Normally, I would’ve slept right through it, especially since I’m super tired. After tossing and turning for hours, I think I might actually be less rested than when I went to bed. This time around, my lack of sleep isn’t only because Theo kept waking me up to give me another orgasm. For some reason, I couldn’t seem to get comfortable all night long. Not even when I felt like I could melt into the mattress after coming so hard I could barely see straight.
I’ve always been a stomach sleeper, but each time I rolled over on to it, my boobs were super uncomfortable. It felt like they were being squished into the mattress or something, and I was forced to roll back over again. The last thing I want to do is wake up, so I’m extra cranky when I grab my phone off the bedside table. When I see it’s a follow-up email from Hugo, I get even more irritated. Not only had Theo told him I wasn’t interested in working with him when they spoke yesterday, but I’d also replied with the same answer to his offer. I trust Theo. If he told me stay away from Hugo, it’s what I’m going to do. From the moment I landed on his doorstep he’s taken care of me. I’ve seen in his actions these past weeks that he puts my care over everything else. It’s endearing and it wins my faith.