Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 99540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99540 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
He needed me to hate him so he wouldn’t get close enough to hurt me.
To hurt himself.
Because of what Ariane did to him, he shut himself off and chose to only see girls as a form of pleasure. As a way to fight the pain.
But I could never break his heart.
And I’m done fighting the desire.
He doesn’t need to protect me from himself anymore, nor does he need to protect his own broken heart.
My hand snakes up his neck. “I don’t want you to stay away. I want to be yours.”
“Are you sure, Mo?” he murmurs into my ear. “Because when I take you, there’s no going back. And I don’t want to wreck what’s left of you.”
I gasp when his hand slides down my ass, and I whisper back, “Destroy me.”
Chapter 32
Cole
Destroy me.
Two words.
Just two words … but it’s all I needed to hear.
She’s mine now.
I grab her face with one hand and pull her to me with the other, smashing my lips to hers. I don’t fucking care anymore about the consequences or what it means when I claim her as my own. Because I need her. I fucking need her so badly it hurts.
But it hurt even more not to give in.
It hurt that I had to fight it off and push her away to keep her safe.
To keep her from being ruined.
To keep me from ruin.
But it’s too late now.
Our bodies are clashing, and our hearts have locked together, and I don’t know if I ever want to stop. She’s always been my vice. From day one, I knew she’d be trouble. I knew whatever she hid deep within those eyes would consume both me and my band, yet I still chose to hunt her down and make her mine.
Fuck knows I tried to keep her at bay.
I tried so many times to make her hate me.
But somehow, someway, she always found her way back to me.
And I can’t let her go. Not again. Not anymore.
My hands find their way around her body as I fight the urge to rip her clothes off. Every kiss is followed by an agonized groan. I’ve waited so long to claim her that I’m brimming with desire. My cock is already hard just from kissing her.
She does something to me no other girl has managed to do. She twists my body into knots and forces me to come face-to-face with my demons and forces me to reveal the edges of my heart.
And I no longer want to hide it from her. So I kiss her hard and fast until we’re out of breath, until she opens her mouth and lets me in, and until our tongues are as entangled as our hearts.
A moan slips from her mouth, causing my dick to harden even more, and when she starts groping me through my pants, I’m done for.
“Give it to me,” she mewls. “Give me everything you’ve got.”
Fuck.
If only she hadn’t said that, maybe I would’ve gone gentle on her.
Not any-fucking-more.
I rip open her shirt, letting all the buttons fly, and throw it aside as she lets out a squeal. Her bra comes off next, and I bury my face between her tits. She tilts her head back and moans in delight. In my greed, I pick her up from the ground and set her down on a table, kissing her as if my life depends on it.
I can’t stop touching her, can’t stop kissing every inch of her body. I need her like I need the air I breathe. And no amount of kisses will ever feel like enough.
I rip off my shirt and tie and lick my lips when I notice her ogling me.
“Like what you see?” I ask.
“You don’t even know how much,” she says, a dirty grin forming on her face.
I groan and tear down her pants and rip off her panties in one go. She squeals, but I cover her mouth with mine and nudge her legs aside. She hungrily accepts me as I step closer, her fingers desperately grasping at my pants, trying to shove them down. I help her a little, tagging off the button and zipping myself down. She quickly manages to tug down my pants and boxer shorts at the same time until my cock pops free, bouncing up and down with need.
She’s still enamored by the size, and I can honestly say I’ll never get used to how good it makes me feel.
I grab a condom from my back pocket, rip it open, and quickly put it on.
Our lips connect again, and her fingers coil in my hair. And even though my dick is right there between her legs, it’s still not enough. Groaning, I pick her up from the table and shove her against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I push my cock against her entrance. I’m so goddamn eager, but I don’t want her to regret making this decision.