Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I tugged her away from my dick and leaned forward to catch her mouth in a kiss, finding out that our combined fluids were, in fact, delicious. My tongue lapped at the inside of her mouth and her tongue. My teeth nipped her delicate lips. I held her that way as I ravished her, claiming her kisses once more before I pulled back to stare down at her. Apple.
“You…” I breathed as I gazed down into her upturned face. “You are my entire world, Apple. There is nothing I wouldn’t sacrifice to keep you safe. No one I wouldn’t kill.”
She gasped, her mouth open and her eyes glazed in her pleasure. She was the one sucking my cock, yet she was enjoying herself as much as I was. “Deacon?”
“Love is too pale a word for how I feel about you.” The words were pulled from me, but they felt oddly freeing. I’d said them before, but this time felt different. Maybe because I knew I intended to keep her close to me this time instead of pushing her away.
She smiled up at me as I kept my grip on her hair. She didn’t fight my hold, just stared up at me with a lust-filled gaze and a gleam of humor in her eyes. “Very poetic for a badass biker.”
I couldn’t help the satisfied grin I gave her. “I’ll be even more poetic with your mouth back around my cock.”
Apple didn’t hesitate at all. The moment I let her go, she took my cock back into her mouth, humming as she sank down to take me as deep as she could. When my cock hit the back of her throat, I nearly came. She barely took half of me, but she made good work of as much as she could.
She clenched her fingers into my thighs, her nails digging into my skin. The slight pain grounded me when I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in the moment. That would come later. After I had her writhing beneath me, screaming my name as she came around my cock.
“Enough,” I snarled as I pulled her up to kiss her once more. I stood and lifted her, tossing her to the bed and following her. I wedged my shoulders between her legs, then covered her pussy with my mouth.
Apple groaned as I parted her plumped lips, the sound of her cries echoing through the otherwise silent room. Her tangy juices coated my tongue, and I lapped at her clit with relish, tasting her with a greedy hunger. She tasted so fucking good! She writhed under me, crying out in pleasure as she ran her fingers through my hair with one hand and gripped the sheets with the other. She arched her back in invitation.
I let out a low chuckle and moved up the bed to cover her, positioning myself between her legs once more. I couldn’t wait to be inside her again, to feel that tight little cunt squeezing me like a glove. She looked up at me, eyes glassy with lust, hands reaching for my shoulders. She pulled me to her, her need and intent clear.
I smiled at her eagerness. “Fuck. Apple,” I moaned, hands grasping onto the wooden frame of the bed as I tried to hold on to my control. The last thing I wanted to do was go too fast. I’d suspected her innocence before and had tried to be careful with her. I’d do the same thing this time. I never wanted her to associate sex with pain. Well. Not unless she wanted some pain with her pleasure.
I pushed inside her slowly, feeling the tightness engulf me as she gasped, her pussy squeezing my cock as I glided inside. Her body clenched at my intrusion but Apple welcomed me with a sigh of pleasure that pushed me closer to the edge. “You’re so damn perfect,” I muttered against her skin as I began to move. “Made for me.”
“Deacon!” Apple whimpered as I filled her, her eyes rolled back as she arched in pleasure. When she bucked against me, meeting my strokes with fervor, I growled my praise of her body’s acceptance of me. Our mouths crashed together in a hot, desperate kiss.
I ground my hips against hers, needing to put friction against her clit. I was riding the edge of my control, and I’d be damned if I came before her. Her fingers dug into my shoulders again, dragging her nails down my back as she adjusted her grip. Her body was damp with sweat beneath mine, the smell of sex creating an intoxicating mixture with the scent of her freshly washed bedding and her own natural scent.
Her breathing quickened, and I knew she was about to come. When she cried out my name and screamed, her cunt milked me of my own release. My hoarse shout mingled with her cries, and I emptied myself with force as deep in her pussy as I could. I hadn’t used a condom and she hadn’t insisted. It was a bullshit move, but I’d told her I was making her mine. It was time she realized I absolutely would keep my promise to her. I wanted her with me forever, and I’d do anything I had to, to make it happen.