Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I flop back to the bed. Digging the heels of my feet into the mattress, I scoot up by a couple of inches. The maneuver gets me nowhere. Ashton follows with that vibrator, increasing the pressure on my overworked clit, and draws out another reluctant orgasm.
He does this over and over again until I’m drenched in sweat and rolling my head back and forth. Until my legs are so weak I can’t hold them up anymore. They drape open like limp noodles. My heart is thumping so hard, I’m worried I might black out.
“Last time, baby. I promise.”
One more time might kill me, but I don’t have the energy to fight him. He forces another orgasm, and my spine bows in a torturous arch. My feet cramp—toes curled in a mix of ecstasy and agony. God, it hurts. There’s nothing merciful about the way he’s playing my body, as if he’s the puppeteer of my sex.
He’s completely wrecked me. From this point forward, nothing we say or do will erase this night. How can it when he’s systematically stripped me of all my layers? My defenses are in utter ruins, and I’m certain our friendship is irrevocably lost.
The word friends no longer exists between Ash and me. The only thing left is his sexual web of depravity, and the wings of my useless will caught in his trap.
I am his.
Chapter Twenty-four
Ashton
I’ve never seen Sadie look so beautiful. Some women are hot. Gorgeous. Attractive in a fuckable way. Sadie is that and so much more. Her vulnerability is addictive, and the way she trusts me despite the fear I know is creeping into her mind is disarming.
No one else has this kind of power over me. It’s a foreign feeling, yet it’s settling with a strong sense of rightness in my gut. If there’s such a thing as soulmates, of two halves that make up a whole, then Sadie is my destiny.
Maybe I knew it all along.
Her breathing slows, and I can’t take my eyes off of her, spread out the way she is, a sweaty mess with her legs draped open in sexual satiation. Her red hair is wild as usual, splayed around her head on the comforter. I could gawk at her all day like this, but the need to connect with her on another level is too strong.
I need to look into her sensual jade eyes more than anything. Leaning over her, I remove the tie from around her head. Her eyes are glazed and red from the purge of tears. I made her orgasm a total of eight times, and she’s beyond spent, an utter mess over it. Carefully, I lift her and reach around to free her hands. Then I take out the gag and pull her onto my lap. I ignore my throbbing erection and concentrate on giving her what she needs after such an intense session of pleasure and pain.
I reach for a tissue from the nightstand and wipe the tears and drool from her skin, brush her wild hair back from her face, and lock my gaze with hers. And I don’t look away until she comes back to me, if only by a few degrees.
“Come take a bath with me.”
“A bath?” she asks, still dazed and high on endorphins.
I scoot to the edge of the mattress and carry her into the bathroom before setting her on her feet next to the counter. She waits there, letting the edge of the cool granite support her as she watches me run the water.
While the tub fills, I lift her left wrist and inspect it for redness from the cuffs before doing the same with the right. Then I knead her shoulders, working out the soreness from being restrained.
“Are you upset with me?”
“No.” She blinks, appearing to come down a little further. “I’m not upset, I’m…”
“Whatever it is, you can tell me.”
“I’m…on overload. I’ve never felt…I mean…”
Taking her chin in a gentle grasp, I run a thumb across her lips. “I know, baby.”
That’s the second time the endearment slipped out tonight, but I can’t bring myself to care. In this moment, Sadie isn’t my friend. She’s not even my sister’s friend. She’s the girl I just shared an intense sexual experience with that transcended the physical.
She’s the woman I’m head over heels in love with.
Lowering my gaze, I run the tip of my tongue across my bottom lip. I’m going to kiss her. She’s knows it, and I know it. Just as we both know that nothing will ever be the same between us again. And maybe that’s why I brought her here and sent her soaring to a place she’s never been. To a place she probably didn’t even know existed. I won’t stop until she admits that she feels this too.
I lean forward and bring my lips closer to connecting with hers.