Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
I nod because it’s all I can manage.
That’s absolutely what I want.
His eyes darken the same way they did at the restaurant when I knew exactly what was on his mind, but nothing could have prepared me for what Kane Alexander’s offering. Spreading me farther apart and bending my knees until they’re in line with my face, Kane slams into me like a head-on collision, over and over again. It feels like he’s breaking me in half, tearing apart my core, yet he has me crying out, begging him not to stop. His thrusts are powerful and cruel, and I want to be left destroyed by him.
Kane lets go of my legs and sinks farther onto me until my breasts rub against his chest with every thrust. Pinning my wrists above my head, he doesn’t break momentum but stifles my cries with his demanding mouth. Everything about this man commands my attention, and I realize it’s what I’ve been so desperately craving—and missing—from Shawn. So, whatever Kane Alexander wants to give to help me forget, I will happily take like a greedy, wanton woman.
He bites my lip and I whimper, relishing his taste. I want more of his mouth while he fucks me, as he says, back to church. With a low growl, a sound that sends shivers of both delight and fear through me, Kane pulls out, flips me on my stomach, and pulls me upright onto my knees so my back meets his chest. With one arm wrapped around my stomach to keep me from falling, his free hand snakes around my throat, holding my head to the side so his lips can still meet mine. He pushes his cock in from behind and it feels like the first time, my pussy once again struggling to accommodate his size even when I’m wet from cum and need.
He lets me cry out as I feel him smiling wickedly against my cheek as he pumps me with an unrelenting ferocity. I’m a ragdoll in his arms, at his complete and utter mercy while he fucks me senseless. He lets me fall on the bed, and I fist the sheets, knuckles turning white as he puts all his weight behind punishing me so deliciously with his cock. In this position, he sinks himself in deep with every thrust, hitting the right spot until I’m clenching once more. He feels it, driving deeper until there’s no room to move, sending me over the edge until I’m coming a third time, screaming out his name with every slam. Seconds later he explodes inside me, a sexy-as-fuck groan mixing with my whimpers as he fills me with cum.
When he’s finished and we’re both panting, he pulls out and lowers himself next to my quivering body. I’m weak and feel broken, my pussy desperately needing time to recover from the shock because right now it’s screaming, ‘brutality.’
Kane pulls me against him so we’re spooning, brushing loose strands of hair from my face. Although Kane and I aren’t an item, it feels natural, and intimate. Something I’ve missed experiencing for so long.
“Has anyone ever told you your face is sexy as all fuck when you come?”
I giggle lightly, feeling myself slipping into the most wicked dreams involving an inked man and a tormenting giant cock. “No,” I murmur. “No one.”
“Unlucky bastards.”
* * *
“Um…” Amanda starts, lowering her black-rimmed glasses down her nose and eyeing me curiously, “have you been riding a horse or something?”
“Something,” I mutter, hiding my smile as I shuffle awkwardly to my office. This is a case of be careful what you wish for because I didn’t want Kane to show me any mercy. I wanted it hard and savage, and he delivered, leaving me aching in all the right places. Faint bruising mars my inner thighs where he had me bent and spread wide for him, along with grazes on my breasts from where he bit and sucked.
“Okay, you’re gonna have to spill the beans ‘cause I know…” Amanda paused, eyes growing wider as realization dawns. “Oh, my fucking God… did you and Kane Alexander… finally… you know?”
I smile but say nothing, and this seems to be the go-ahead for her to ask a billion questions.
“Holy shit, you did! And judging by the way you’re walking, my assumption’s right.”
I raise a brow.
“I knew it! Girl, you got me all jealous over here. Every time I see that man’s veiny hands, I just knew his daddy blessed him with a giant—”
“Okay!” I have to stop any more talk of this because it’s drawing attention to the ache between my legs. Lowering myself into the chair, I wince a little, tender and sore but still completely satisfied. “Yes, Kane and I saw a little more of each other last night. But that doesn’t affect our professional—”