Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 97275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
His hands worked my belt loose, and then tackled the button of my jeans. He shoved my pants and underwear down to my knees. My bare ass was assaulted with the cool night air, and I shivered. My knees went weak when I felt his bare penis touching the skin of my back.
Max growled and cupped my sex in his large hand. “I’ll make it work if I have to hold you a foot off the ground to fuck you.”
I kid you not. He did that very thing. Leaning down and wrapping his hand around my waist, he lifted my body until my feet were left dangling inches off the ground and sat me down on his cock. His casted arm came up across my chest and his fingers feathered lightly over my collarbone. My hands clamped down on the arm around my waist, and I held on for the ride.
He groaned when he was seated fully inside of me. “You’ll have to use your ab muscles.” He said before using his incredible strength to hold me off the ground as well as lifting me up and down on his cock, repeatedly.
“God, I’m close. Are you close? I’m losing it here.” Max growled.
Panting, I managed to squeak out, “Please, don’t stop. You’re so deep this way.”
I had literally no control of the depth. He was in control of the speed, the depth, as well as the pace. I was just along for the ride. It was turning me on even more to know that Max had this kind of strength. Sure, I was only one hundred and twenty pounds, but holding up any amount of weight, let alone moving it up and down, was a challenge. Max wasn’t even breathing hard.
“Fuck.” Max grunted, and started to move faster.
I took one hand from his arm, and immediately located my clit. I was close, but I could tell if I didn’t give myself a little push that Max would be going without me if the pace he was setting was anything to go by. The first brush of my finger was all it took. Throwing my head back, I leaned against Max’s shoulder as he pounded me through my orgasm.
His harsh oath signaled his own release, and he moved slowly until at last he was spent. “Jesus Christ, you sure do make me crazy.”
He lifted my body up one last time, and he slipped free of me. Wetness followed his cock’s departure, and I groaned. “I’m gonna have wet clothes the rest of the night.”
“I have a glove you could use until you got to the bathroom.” Max said helpfully.
I made a disgusted sound, and ignored the hand that was holding out the leather glove. “You need those for the ride home. I’ll make do. Walk me to the bathroom, and then go get me some nachos from the concession stand.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Max agreed.
We walked hand in hand to the bathroom, and he let me go while he walked around the side of the building to stand in the god awful line. I was about to finish with the bathroom just as he was coming back to meet me. “How did you get through there so fast?”
He gave me a devilish smile and said, “Charm.”
As we rounded the corner of the building, a young brunette who likely was the captain of the cheerleading squad shook her palm palms at him and smiled brightly. He gave me a sheepish look, and it took all I had not to burst out laughing. The man was incorrigible.
We’d just made it up to the fence to see my baby brother make a huge play. “Ten seconds remaining on the clock. The Lobo’s will need a miracle here. Wait a minute, folks! Alvarez is on the outside, he’s at the fifty, forty, thirty, twenty, ten, touchdown Lobos!”
The crowd went wild. Fans started pouring out of the stands. I was being pushed from all sides. Max simply lifted me over the side of the fence and placed my back against on the other side of it to keep anyone from hurting me. My heart was pounding, and I could see my brother being dog piled in the middle of the field. Player after player jumped on top of him until I could no longer see anymore.
My smile was so wide that my face hurt; I was so happy for him. Three scouts made it out to see him tonight, and I knew that this was a big game for him. He was graduating in December, a year and a half early. This would most likely get him a full ride. Not that it mattered since he’d gone with Max and my dad to sign enlistment papers. He’d be shipping off to basic training in January with the consent of my parents.
“Mother fucker.” Max said from behind me.
I turned sharply just in time to see him bend down, lift Alpha up, and drop him over the fence beside me. Then he did a manly jump and vaulted his body over the fence, not even using the chain link, as I would have had to do. The crowd was still pouring out of the bleachers.
In Texas, football was taken seriously. The Lobo stadium could hold over seven thousand people, and since it was homecoming, every single seat was filled. There were so many people here that they were sitting on the hills outside of the stadium just so they could watch.
Teenagers were everywhere, and it was a madhouse. Max, Alpha, and I just stood there. It was so chaotic that if we moved from our spot we would be pulled into the mob of people heading for the field.
“Move!” A booming voice said from our right.
My dad’s large body made it’s way through the crowd toward us. My mother was in the shelter of his arms, and trying desperately not to fall on her ass because my dad wouldn’t slow down for her. Once he got to us, he thrust my mother into Max’s arms, and then went in search for my brother who was somewhere in the writhing crowd in front of us.