Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
My face was turned away, so I didn’t have to hide my expression out of shame. I didn’t have to pretend not to enjoy the feeling of all his come filling me until I was completely stretched apart. I closed my eyes and enjoyed our come mixing together.
He rested his forehead against the back of my neck, his hands still gripping my hips. He breathed deeply, working through the intense emotion that just rocked him from head to toe. He pressed a kiss to the back of my neck as his cock slowly softened inside me. His fingers dug a little deeper before he finally released me. “You need to work on stretching that asshole more. My dick will be next.”
6
Bones
Vanessa made good on her word.
She really was addicting.
I hadn’t gotten that much enjoyment out of a woman before. The sex was good, but once I was finished, the drive was usually gone. I was a man with needs, so lots of sex was a part of my life. But it wasn’t ever with the same person.
Until now.
I fucked her once, but immediately afterward, I wanted her again.
I told myself that my obsession came from the context of the situation. She was the daughter of my mortal enemy and stuffing my come between her legs felt forbidden. It felt like a form of revenge, a way to get off without actually killing her. If Crow Barsetti knew what I was doing, it would send him on a terrifying rampage.
Especially since his daughter enjoyed it.
I had to release her back into the wild soon, but I had no intention of letting her go. She would still be my prisoner because I had the kind of power to control someone without being in the same room or the same city. I only had a few more days before one of her parents called to check in on her.
I had to make sure everything was ready by then.
Richard knocked before he stepped into my office. “Sir, I just wanted to let you know Vanessa is outside.”
I immediately turned in my chair and looked out the large window. “What is she doing?”
“Looks like she’s playing in the snow. Just wanted you to be aware.” He walked out again.
The storm had passed, and it was a sunny day. The snow had settled, and the sunlight made it ten degrees warmer than it usually was. I wasn’t stupid enough to underestimate my opponent. No matter how much she liked to fuck me, I knew she would betray me the second the opportunity came up.
I’d do the same to her.
I pulled on my boots and jacket before I went outside. She was in the back, dressed in snow gear she must have found in her closet. With a thick jacket, water-resistant pants, and gloves, she was building a snowman. She made the bottom snowball then worked to construct the next piece that went on top. On the ground beside her were carrots, olives, and a piece of wood she would use to make the face.
I stared at her for a second, unable to believe what I was looking at. This woman had been kidnapped and almost murdered, but she was outside on a nice day making a snowman. She reminded me of a child visiting her grandparents on Christmas.
I came closer to her, my boots crunching against the snow.
She looked up when she noticed me. “Does it look like I’m running?”
“Would you tell me if you were?”
She shrugged. “Good point.” She finished the second ball and then placed it on top of the bottom one.
I slipped my hands in my pockets and watched her.
“You don’t need to babysit me, Bones. If I were going to run, I would have made my move already.”
“Unless you realized the garage is locked with a code and the path down to the road is completely covered in snow.”
She grinned as she rubbed her hands together and wiped the snow from her gloves. “Alright, you got me.”
Her honesty heightened my attraction to her.
“Then there really is no reason for you to be out here, then.”
“I can think of one.” I placed my body in between her and the snowman, and I stared at her lips like I could claim them with just my look.
She cocked her head slightly, holding my gaze with her fiery expression. “You want to build a snowman with me?”
“I want a kiss first.”
She pressed her lips tightly together then rolled her eyes. “I’m not giving you anything. I’ll kiss you when I fuck you—”
My hand dug into her hair, and I crushed my mouth to hers, kissing her in the snow. I took charge of the kiss, forcing her lips to move with mine. Our breath escaped as vapor into the dry air. The back of her neck was warm because her hair protected her skin, and my fingers latched on to it as I deepened the kiss.