Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
When he took me the other night, I felt thoroughly loved and possessed. His neediness for me is addicting. His grunts as he thrusted in and out of me turned me on even more.
“Angel.” He groans when I wrap my hand around his hard cock and stroke him. I’ve almost got him. Though I thought that before, and that’s how he ended up outside destroying perfectly good wood in more ways than one.
“I’m not sore,” I promise him. A bead of cum slips out from the head of his cock. The man is giant, and I understand why I was tender the next morning. I’m still a bit shocked that it fits inside of me, but I know it does. I lift my hips, but Marco grabs them, stopping me. “Let me love you.”
“Eve.” He doesn’t let my hips go, but he doesn’t stop me from lifting myself over his cock. I guide him to my opening. He hisses when the head starts to press inside of me. Slowly I let myself drop down onto him.
“See?” I moan. “I was right.” I try to be smug, but it’s really hard at the moment. I’m stretched full of him.
“When I get inside of you.” He grits his teeth. Taking back hold of my hips, he lifts me and then drops me back down on his cock. “Got no control.” I love that I can make him lose it. I grab his shoulders, never getting the chance to rock myself against him. Marco takes over, lifting me up and down. His cock slides in and out of me. Soon, he’s thrusting his hips up as he pulls me down, pounding deeper inside of me.
“There,” I moan, my head falling back as his cock hits the perfect spot deep inside of me. It’s not only that. I get off on his loss of control. My whole body contracts as I come. Marco keeps moving me, his grunts filling the room as I ride out my orgasm. He pulls me down hard, making me gasp at how deep he is. He holds me there as his release fills me. “Oh God.” I come again when his warmth blooms inside of me.
I press my face to his neck, enjoying the tingles that linger throughout my whole body. Marco's hands run up under the back of my shirt, stroking me. His rough fingers feel good against my skin.
I kiss his neck, slowly lifting my head. “See. I was right.” I smirk. He wipes it right off my mouth by kissing me. I don’t want to admit it, but I think Marco is way too good at handling me.
“I’ll take you back to your place,” he says, shocking the hell out of me when he releases my mouth. He cocks his head to the side, his eyes leaving mine.
“What the—” I’m cut off when Marco’s hand covers my mouth.
“Not a word,” he whispers into my ear. His whole demeanor has changed, and I’m getting to see the Marco he’s been trying to keep from me.
11
Marco
There is someone out there. I’d been so lost in Eve that I wasn’t paying attention to Snow trying to silently alert me to a threat. My cock is still buried inside of my woman. I’ve been here five years, and there’s never been a problem. Of course this is the moment someone has to try something.
Eve only blinks, not trying to fight me or question me. I keep my hand in place as I slide my cock out of her. She closes her eyes tightly. My good girl is trying to be quiet, but I can tell she’s fighting a moan. I grit my teeth to do the same when I feel the mixture of our releases slip free with my cock.
Someone is going to die for interrupting this.
First things first, though, I need to get Eve safe. I know whatever is out there is human from what Snow is signaling. He smells them. My phone in my pocket vibrates as sensors outside begin going off. Fucking amateurs. They have to be to even step foot on or near my property.
I drop my hand from her mouth as I stand to put her on her feet. Her shirt falls, covering her body. I quickly shove my dick back into my fucking pants before I pull out my phone to check what the hell is going on.
Snow turns in a circle, getting more worked up. I grab Eve’s wrist and pull her toward the kitchen and into the pantry. Her mouth falls open when I grab one of the shelves and pull it open to reveal a vaulted door.
I press my thumb against it to unlock it. Eve’s eyes grow wider when she gets a peek at what’s inside. “It’s a safe room,” I tell her as the monitors come alive. I grab a few weapons off the wall, my eyes lingering on the screen to see if the cameras have picked up on movement yet.