Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Gasping for breath, Willa laughs huskily. “That was different.”
Yes it was, but there is no time for rest or recovery. I am consumed by the desire to dominate her completely, to push her to the brink of pleasure again and again. “You okay with the belt?” I ask her.
She nods effusively, pushing her hips back against my hand. Unfortunately, I have to remove it to dig a condom out of my wallet. With my pants no more than unzipped and sitting low on my hips, I slide it on and position myself at her entrance.
“Please, please, fuck me,” she whimpers, and I can’t resist any longer.
With one arm wrapped tightly around her waist, I guide myself in, starting with slow and shallow thrusts that elicit all kinds of yearning sounds. But it’s not enough and I pull back and with one powerful thrust, I bury myself inside her, drawing a sharp cry that exhilarates me. She’s tight, hot and so incredibly wet, wrapping me like a made-to-fit glove. My hips have a will of their own, thrusting with deep, powerful strokes.
Willa pants as I drive into her, her body undulating beneath mine, syncing with my rhythm so expertly, I’m not sure who’s fucking who. I slide a hand around her, my fingers brushing her clit with each pass. “Too much,” she groans, and I answer by putting my other hand to the back of her neck to hold her still.
“Yes,” she hisses, and I can only conclude she likes being subdued.
I look down as I tunnel in and out of her, wrists bound tight and my hand pinning her neck. Jesus, I’m not sure when I became so dominant but the fact that Willa submits to it has my balls boiling with the need to come.
Willa’s moans become more urgent and her movements more frantic, hips bucking and ass slapping against my pelvis. I can feel her tightening around me, her orgasm building to another crescendo.
“Give it to me, Willa.” I put both hands to her hips and fuck her hard, my kitchen filled with the sounds of rough, hot sex.
Willa screams out her release and that painful pleasure that has been building inside me to an almost unbearable peak starts to cut loose.
I thrust deeper, harder, my gallop reaching a frenzied pace. Willa shudders beneath me as her walls clamp down on my cock in a fierce grip. The intensity of her orgasm is too much for me to resist. I’m right there with her, my release rocketing through my body as I explode.
“Christ,” I hiss as I continue to pump inside her, more waves of pleasure licking up and down my spine.
Willa’s ass circles, trying to milk every bit of pleasure out of me. I’m dizzy, my throat raw from breathing so hard, but I notice the area around her wrists turning red so I release her hips and quickly remove the belt.
“You okay?” I ask as I rub them gently before gliding my hands up to massage her shoulders.
She purrs from the attention. “I’m golden.”
“That wasn’t too rough, was it?” I ask, worried that maybe I went beyond an acceptable limit.
“I’m not sure it could have been more perfect.”
I bend over Willa, wrapping my arms around her stomach. My cock is still thick inside her and I want to stay in this position forever.
I have never felt anything more perfectly compatible in my life and while I know this is just the start of our journey, I know deep in my gut that we’ll see it through to the end.
Even if she doesn’t believe it yet.
CHAPTER 15
King
Stepping off the bus, I stretch my arms above my head. I slept hard on the short plane ride to Chicago, but it was needed. I was up until the wee hours of the morning with Willa, the two of us christening practically every piece of furniture in my house. I didn’t even know it was possible to have that much sex in just a handful of hours but apparently my body doesn’t know how to quit around her and thank fuck her stamina matches. Those memories will live rent free in my head for years to come. I wonder if she’s thinking about me right now.
I know she’ll be getting off work soon, then she’ll head home to have dinner with Brittany and Izzy. I glance at my watch and figure I’ll call her in a few hours, just before she heads to bed. I shot her a text as soon as we landed that I’d arrived in Chicago, but I didn’t hear back from her. Didn’t really expect to because when she’s doctoring, that’s where her mind is.
It’s one of the things I love most about her. Not just the dedication to her practice and her patients, but the fact that she doesn’t need to hear from me every hour to remain confident in our relationship. I love her independence and ability to have her own life outside of me.