Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 122578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
“You make me crazy,” he growled. “How the fuck am I supposed to resist you?”
“You don’t, Mr. Greyson. You take it because I’m offering it.” I tipped my chin his direction, ripe with a challenge.
Ringing with the plea.
He swiped the pad of his thumb over my lips, sending sparks shooting down my spine.
I eased up higher so I could drag his pants down, and Caleb lifted to allow it.
His cock sprang free of his underwear.
A flash of need slammed me, one so intense I nearly bowled over.
Desire lashed. An inferno that lit in a flashfire of greed.
I wrapped my hand around his hard cock, as stony as the rigid expression that lined his face.
The video hadn’t come close to doing him justice. The man so thick I had no idea how I was going to get him in my mouth, so long I trembled with the idea of taking him into my body. Knowing he would consume me in a way I’d never been consumed before.
Fill me.
Score me.
Ruin me.
My tongue stroked over my parched lips.
“Fuck me.” He grunted it, words scraping like need dragging over my flesh. “I like it hard, Ms. Dae. Don’t get shy on me now. Show me what a good girl you are on your knees for me.”
The command was gravel, and my heart hammered at my ribs in a wild, uncontrolled beat.
“Bossy.” It barely made it above a whisper.
“I warned you I’d show you just how bossy I could be.”
My survival instincts were clearly lacking.
I was begging for a breaking.
This man was going to do me in.
But I’d already known I was a goner the second he’d kissed me in a way I’d never been kissed before. Had known it when I’d sneaked into his bed.
When for a moment, he’d let me hold the torment he kept hidden away. Emotion thickened my throat. This felt so much bigger than anything I’d experienced before. So much bigger than I should have let it.
Alight.
Glimmering.
Drawing me to unavoidable places.
As if he sensed my heart going there, he reached out and cupped my cheek, thumb brushing over the hollow beneath my eye. “Reckless Angel. Told you to stay away from me.”
“The problem is, I don’t think you meant it.”
He slipped his thumb into my mouth, and he pushed down on my tongue before he withdrew it and coated my lips with my saliva. The next thing I knew was he was fisting himself and nudging the fat head of his penis to my mouth instead.
“You’re right. Now let me see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”
Desire throbbed, building up brand new, this man so hot it sent a shudder ripping down my spine.
My thighs squeezed together, and I couldn’t stop the way a thrill went sailing through my system, playing this dangerous game.
Except I was stupid enough that I had the sense that I was playing for keeps. There was something about Caleb Greyson that felt like home.
“Now suck me. Undo me the way you’ve been dying to do.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmured. I’d wanted it to come out a tease, a taunt, but it was far too shaky for that.
Possession flashed through his features. “Oh, Little Riot, you’re in trouble now.”
He pushed to his feet, towering over me, so ridiculously fierce where he stood at his full, imposing height.
He didn’t hesitate. He pushed his giant cock into my mouth, so deep I almost gagged, my mouth stretched so wide drool dribbled out at the sides.
“That’s right,” he grumbled.
With one hand, I gripped him by a thigh to keep myself steady, and the other I wrapped around the base of his cock. Searching for some semblance of control, for a way not to fully lose myself even though I knew that ship had long since sailed.
I was a goner.
I began to suck him like he’d told me to.
Taking him in as deep as I could, riding back up to swirl my tongue around his head, licking him up and down and doing my best to drive this man to the ends of ecstasy where he’d driven me.
“Fuck…you feel so good. So nice. Perfect, baby, that mouth, what you’re doing to me.” The words fell from his lips like praise.
Close to incoherent.
It didn’t matter. Each one pierced through me like arrows.
Stakes that would claim.
“I knew this smart mouth would be perfect. I knew it.”
I took him deeper.
Faster.
More and more as he began to rock his hips in time.
I met him jut for jut, my hand wrapped around him to stroke what I couldn’t take.
And that buzzy energy glowed brighter. Blinding light with flashes of darkness.
Wound with his intensity.
Severity whirled around him like a force field.
I wanted to break through it.
Reach inside to the places where he was hidden away.
Find him.
A frenzy struck in the air.
The kind of need I’d never known.