Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
His fingers teased over her nipples, pinching the hardened buds.
“Because I liked it. Because I knew deep down what you wanted and I could give it to you.” His mouth was at her neck, and she gasped as his teeth sank against her flesh before he licked over her pulse. “You want it dirty, I can give you dirty. You want to be fucked without judgment, I’ll give it to you. All you’ve got to do is give yourself to me, and I’ll make your every single wet dream come true.”
One of his hands moved down to cup her pussy.
This was crazy.
Insane.
And as he stroked through her slit, there was no denying her need for him.
“I can feel how much you want me. This doesn’t lie to me. Your mouth does, but your body, no, she knows what she wants, and she’s tempted by the idea of me giving her everything. It’s okay to hate me, Aria. You can hate me and still want me.”
She groaned. This wasn’t right. “We shouldn’t do this.”
“We’re both consenting adults. We can do whatever we want.” He moved down, pressing two fingers inside her, and she whimpered his name, feeling her body tighten. There was a little discomfort but not a whole lot. She was more than ready for him, to take him.
Closing her eyes, she thrust her pussy against his hand, wanting him to take her.
He wouldn’t give her what she wanted.
“I know you hate me, and that’s fine. We can work with that. All I ask is for complete honesty.”
“No one can know.”
“They’ll never know.”
“This means nothing. It’s just sex,” she said, biting her lip. He swirled his finger around her clit, and she tried to make him touch her, to make the arousal easier, but he pulled away, stopping her from reaching for more.
Max knew how to touch her body, how to make her forget herself, and right now, she needed that. She needed to forget everything, and for just once, have what she craved regardless of if it was right or not.
He bit her neck, sucking hard but not too hard, not to the point of there being marks. He could mark every other part of her body, but not where their friends could see.
“Yes, I agree,” she said. “I want this. It’s why I came to you tonight. I want what only you can give me. Please, Max.”
“You want me to be the man to fuck you. To show you just how dirty it can get?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
He pulled his hands away from her, and she groaned.
“Why did you stop?” she asked, looking up at him as he now sat behind her.
“We’re in the bath for you to get washed. Not to fool around. The more you rest, the better I can pound this pussy later. Now, relax against me.” He picked up a sponge. “I’m going to clean you up.”
She groaned. “You don’t have to do that.”
“I will do that. I’m the one in charge here. You just agreed to that. You can’t go reneging on our agreement. It’s binding.”
Chapter Six
Max smiled down at his little sex-starved kitten. He’d not fucked her for the rest of the night, and she’d been a little pissed about that. He could handle her pissed though. She’d been sore, and he intended for her to feel a little better rather than risk her flinching at him as he took her. Causing her unnecessary pain wouldn’t be fun, not to him.
Stroking a curl back from her head, he watched her sleep. This was the first time in his life he’d ever shared a bed with a woman. Her hand was splayed out in front of her, and she lay on her stomach.
They’d sat talking all night long about everything and nothing. He’d wanted to make her more comfortable around him, not less. At the moment, she didn’t see him as a friend or even a guy she wanted to be with. To Aria, he was nothing more than the guy who’d bullied her in high school, and that shit had to stop.
He needed to give her new memories, good ones. The ones that would completely wipe out the bad stuff he’d done to her. He wanted to touch her, to run his fingers down her back, and tease her awake. He waited though.
The more rest she got, the better.
With all the early mornings she was doing, the baking, he’d seen the dark shadows beneath her eyes, and he wanted her to rest.
He wondered if Molly and June even realized she was working herself to exhaustion. Was it also because she was hungry for cock? Those movies she watched, most of them were staged, with actors. There wasn’t any chemistry between them. They were all there to do one thing, make a porn shot, make money.
He and Aria had a history. Not very good history either.