Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“The only thing getting beat up tonight is that pussy of yours,” he growled and jerked me down.
His kiss was biting, and he wasted no time dominating my mouth. His tongue was everywhere, and so were his hands. Bones squeezed every part of me he could touch, from my sides to my ass to my thighs. He spread them so I could feel his hard cock when he forced me down. I pulled back to breathe, but Bones barely gave me a second. He wrapped his hand around my ponytail and pushed me down to his mouth so he could show me who owned me tonight.
Once he was done making a mess of my mouth, he moved onto my throat and chest. He marked me like Lotto had marked him, and he didn’t stop until every inch of my skin belonged to him. Pain radiated from the bites, but it felt so fucking good. My pussy throbbed with every swipe of his tongue and bite of his teeth.
Bones was panting when he pulled away, his eyes glazed over like a man possessed.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “What did Lotto do to you?” My question was breathless. “And how many thank you texts should I send?”
Bones’ eyes flashed with hot desire. “The same amount of times I’m about to make you come.”
The promise made me shiver. Bones practically ripped off my shirt and bra, threw them over his shoulder, and made the same mess of my nipples as he did my chest. He sucked and bit and licked until I was whimpering his name. I arched into him, my core throbbing with how rough he was being. But I refused to back down. I knew part of it was whatever Lotto had done to him earlier. The other part? He was seeing how I could handle a little roughness.
This wasn’t a fight where I was going to back down.
Bones reached around and stuffed his hand down the back of my yoga pants. He squeezed my ass a few times before cupping my pussy. I moaned and arched my hips back to give him more room. He forced two fingers into me and started a rough pace, thrusting as best he could with my pants in the way. I rocked against him and huffed against the top of his sweaty hair.
I moaned his name when his wet fingers found my clit. He rubbed rough circles, his breath hot and wet against my collarbones. The quick pace made me dizzy, and I rocked my hips against his callused fingertips. It wasn’t long before I was shaking and yelling his name, my orgasm ripping through me.
I didn’t have any time to recover. Bones pulled me back down into a messy kiss, forceful hands pushing down my pants. I stepped down enough to kick my bottoms off the rest of the way then climbed back on top of him. I barely had time to grab his shoulders when he pulled me down, his hard cock thrusting fully into me in one pussy-stretching motion.
The burn and the stretch felt so fucking good. I swore my mind went blank. When he thrust up into me again, I screamed. It wasn’t like I could run from the pleasure even if I wanted to. Bones dug into my hips hard enough to bruise, keeping me down low as he fucked me. His pace was brutal and deep. I clung to his shoulders and dug my nails into his skin until he bled. Our lips met again, more breath and tongue than anything, and I tasted iron when he tugged my bottom lip between his teeth.
“Grab onto me, beautiful,” he demanded gruffly.
I looped my arms around his shoulders just in time, and he picked me up like I was nothing, keeping me fully sheathed on his cock. We stumbled a few steps until my back hit the wall painfully. Bones swallowed my gasp with another bruising kiss as he fucked me into the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground my hips to meet his rough thrusts. It felt like he was trying to rip me in half—and I loved every second of it.
Bones pounded into me and didn’t give me any room to breathe. The ache in my body was almost too much to handle. Each snap of his hips had me yelling his name. His angry grunts and curses become new marks on my skin. When he angled my hips forward, I saw stars. Pleasure rippled up my spine every time he hit that spot. Just a few more thrusts, and I came with a loud cry of his name. I was still lost in the haze of pleasure when Bones gasped my name and spilled into me.
He slumped against me, keeping me pressed against the wall as he fought to catch his breath. When he shifted, I gasped. Even with his release, he was still rock hard inside of me. He began rocking his hips again, slow and shallow. He lifted his head to look at me, his eyes burning with unfiltered passion.