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)
Finally, she does, and I expel a long moan as her hot, wet mouth slides over the tip. I clutch her by the hair, my world narrowed to the sexual beast inside me that aches to thrust deep, but she pulls off my cock and glares at me.
That harsh glance is a kick to the gut, a reminder that she’s not doing this to pleasure me, or even herself. This is about the hurt I caused her. This is about taking back the control I stole from her, and considering how upset she was the other night at the hotel, how can I deny her this?
I can’t, so I dig my fingers into the cushions and relinquish my power to her.
“I’m all yours.” I practically breathe the words, my chest rising and falling fast from the desire she ignited in my veins. Keeping myself in check has never been so hard. I don’t let girls get away with this shit, but Sadie isn’t just a girl. She’s my whole damn world, and if letting her torture me will bring her comfort, or give her some sort of satisfaction, I’ll do it.
I’ll walk the fuck out of here with blue balls if she’ll forgive me for being such a dumbass.
She dips forward again and flicks her tongue over the head of my cock, making it twitch and jump. Her wild hair frames her face, partially obscuring her eyes, and I grip the couch harder to keep from winding those deep red locks around my fist. As if she read my mind, she removes the band from around my wrist and twists her hair into a messy bun.
“If you grab me again, I’ll kick you out.”
Christ.
My work is done. The woman on her knees is sassy and confident and secure in her skills at driving me out of my fucking mind. As she closes her lips around me again, I shutter my eyes and concentrate on staying still.
Impossible.
Especially with the way her tongue is working the underside of my cock. “God, baby,” I groan, gripping the cushions for all I’m worth. I push against the floor, feet seeking better purchase for thrusting into her mouth, and the bowl of popcorn tips and spills across the carpet. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Shifting between my knees, she wraps her fingers around the base and bobs her mouth on the head, sucking it like a lollipop. Her little moans and whimpers vibrate pleasure straight to my balls. I feel them tighten, feel my cock pulsing in the glove of her mouth.
“Damn,” I choke out. “Faster…don’t stop…fuck.”
Her eyes dart up to meet mine, and I swear her lips curve into a smile around my erection.
“You’re gonna tease me out of my mind, aren’t you?”
She pulls off my dick, but the firm strokes of her hand traps me under her spell. I arch my hips, thrusting my cock inside her fist, my body begging her to fuck me faster with it.
“Maybe.” She increases the pace of her strokes.
“Mission accomplished,” I groan through gritted teeth.
Now there’s no mistaking the self-satisfied smile curving her mouth. “You taught me well.”
Hell, that sexy-as-sin mouth has no right grinning at me. Those lips should be wrapped around my cock, sucking me off right now—not taunting me.
“Damn right, I did. I also taught you to finish what you start.”
“What if I don’t want to this time? Maybe it’s your turn to be punished.”
“Fucking hell.” The back of my head hits the sofa, and I drown in the disappointment of my own making. “Do whatever you want with me, Sawyer.”
She attacks with renewed fervor, and her slurping noises and my rapid breaths coalesce to drown out the movie. Impaling herself to the edge of my restraint, she takes me deep enough to trigger her gag relax, and I think fuck yes! She’s going to show me some goddamn mercy.
Because I’m so close to blowing my load down her throat, secure in the belief that she doesn’t have it in her to deny me. So fucking desperate for that sweet completion only her mouth can give me.
That’s when my cell buzzes from my pocket.
Sadie halts, lips motionless around my cock, and waits for me to either ignore the call, or answer.
And that’s when I resign myself to leaving her apartment with the worst case of blue balls known to man because I know who’s interrupting this moment of pure heaven, and Corinne won’t let me blow her off. She’ll keep calling and texting until I give in and answer.
She’s been doing it all damn week.
Why the fuck didn’t I shut off my phone before coming here? I want to scream and gnash my teeth and wring Corinne’s neck. Instead, I close my eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.
Sadie’s mouth slips off my tip. “That must be one important phone call.” The bitterness in her voice is unmistakable. She tucks me back into my jeans and jerks up the zipper. Despite the unwanted interruption, I’m still hard, my pissed-off cock straining against the seam of my pants.