Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 41621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Little?
I step toward her, chin tipping down, shoulders lifting.
My energy changes to something sizzling and offended. Tess’s energy changes too, responding to mine like a rabbit who just sensed a circling hawk.
She steps backward, and I crowd her space.
“Little?” I ask, this time out loud. My voice doesn’t even sound like my own anymore.
I shove her against the wall and drive my hip between her thighs, hiking her up. She gasps and grabs my shoulders. She doesn’t need to. I won’t let her fall.
“There’s nothing little about me,” I say, curving my hand around her jaw to tip her head back. “I’m probably old enough to be your daddy. But what I want to do to you isn’t something a daddy should do to his little girl.”
Breathily, she asks, “What do you want to do to me?”
“I want to fill you up,” I say, tightening my hand around her throat. “Hold you down and pump you full of every drop. Put my baby inside you. It seems right, putting myself all inside you. You’ve gotten inside me. You’re the only thing I want, Tess. You’re mine. And that’s why I won’t allow you to get naked in front of other people.”
“I do what I want,” she says defiantly.
Fuck it.
She’s not expecting me to throw her over my shoulder, so she shrieks at the sudden movement. She’s only five feet tall. It’s easy to manhandle her. Get her up next to my cheek.
I slap her ass with one hard smack.
“Let’s see if I can’t change your mind,” I say.
She’s struggling as I storm out into the night, dragging her back to my cabin. I slap her ass a few more times because I like the sound. I like the breathy gasps. I like that I can do it, and she can’t stop me.
Tess doesn’t seem like she wants to stop me.
My dick’s so stiff by the time I get her back to my cabin, it’s coming out the waistband of my jeans again. I throw her onto my bed. She bounces, sprawls out. The coppery coils of her hair spill across my pillow. Her eyes lock right onto my erection and her tongue comes out to wet her lips. Fuck, but I want that tongue on me.
Just the idea makes a bead of semen swell from the tip of my cock. I rub it through my jeans. Her eyes follow the motions of my hand.
“You’re not posing nude.” At this point, I’m not asking. I’m informing her.
She narrows her eyes. “How will you stop me?” She starts to roll off the bed, but I push her back down.
I climb over her. My shaggy hair hangs around us. She’s pinned under my body, and I press my hips against her again, the way I need it.
Grinding my cock against her through our jeans isn’t enough anymore.
Tess kicks and squirms, trying to get out from under me.
She might as well be trying to run from a wolf. It just makes me want her more.
I fist her hair in one hand, yanking her head back to expose her throat, and rip her jeans open. The button pings against the wall. Seams pop under the zipper. I claw the waistband down, taking her underwear with it.
She growls like a cornered possum, but she’s soaked.
Pressing her underwear to my nose, I inhale deeply. It’s that sweet scent I’ve craved so badly since I licked her in my pickup. Those go into my pocket. I’m keeping them.
She stares at me, helpless with her hair held captive. I can see the whites all the way around her eyes. Her lips glisten with saliva.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I say.
I repurpose her jeans. Using my teeth, I tear one leg from the other, making a couple ropes.
Denim is strong. When I tie her wrists to my headboard, they’re not going anywhere. She’s trapped, and I’m free to explore her body.
“Oh my God, Rutger,” she says, laughing breathlessly as she pulls at her arms. “That’s a hell of a knot.”
I shove her shirt up and there they are—those huge breasts with dusky pink nipples, so perky that my mouth waters to taste them.
“Pretty,” I grunt out, like a fucking cave man. “Pretty tits.”
She laughs again as I suck her nipple into my mouth, laving my tongue over it, biting down hard enough to leave a mark and enjoying the sound of her tortured wail. I nuzzle my way between her breasts to the other one and suck on it a minute too. When my mouth pops off, it’s pulled long, glistening with my saliva.
Someday, these breasts are gonna be even bigger, swelling up with milk. When I suck on her nipples, my mouth will flood with the taste of her.
Already, I can imagine it.
“Mine,” I say. I don’t have any words besides that one right now. Mine, mine, mine. It screams through my veins.