Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Crew swears under his breath and stills completely. “Dammit, pixie. You shouldn’t fight me for control.”
“You were taking too long,” I whine as the stinging pain slowly eases. He’s so big and now that he’s fully inside, it feels as if he’s grown another three inches.
His cock is pulsing within me, jerking even though he’s staying still. He’s staring at me and keeping his breaths shallow, as if he’s fighting a battle I can’t see. “Better?” He asks after a long moment.
I give him a nod and wiggle my hips.
The simple motion makes him groan and I realize I love that sound. I love all his little noises. The way he grunts when he’s annoyed, the soft groans when he was licking my pussy, and the gasp when he fully entered me.
“Hold on,” he commands as he wraps his strong hands around my fleshy globes in a bruising grip. My ass is more than generous but clutched tight to him like this, it feels like my body is perfect for him.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he tugs me off the countertop. He bounces me effortlessly, letting me slide up and down his thick cock. The angle is perfect for putting pressure against my sensitive clit.
My eyes widen. “I think I’m—”
“Do it. Let your virgin pussy come all over my cock,” he says, fire dancing in his gaze. He looks like a man lost in a sea of pleasure, just as desperate and tormented as I am.
I relax into the orgasm, letting it wash over me as he whispers into my ear about the dirty things he’s going to do to me after this.
His motions grow more frantic as his seed begins to spill into my body. He roars my name as he comes, the growl sending a delicious shiver through me.
He holds me as we both come down, his chest heaving against mine. “You look incredible when you’re coming.”
I blush and look away from him. I can’t believe I lost my virginity to a man that’s practically a stranger. Granted, he’s a hot stranger.
“Stay still and don’t look down,” he says as he deposits me back on the counter.
He moves to the sink and wets a cloth. He brings it back and cleans me up with the warm rag. His touch is gentle as he spreads my folds. The entire time he’s working, he makes little noises of appreciation.
When he’s done cleaning both of us, he tosses the rag away and washes his hands. He stalks back toward me with a gleam in his eye. “You belong to me now, pixie.”
8
MAGGIE
You belong to me.
Some feminist part of me should probably be offended at his words. But I like the idea of belonging to this rough mountain man, even if only for a few days. “What does that mean?”
“It means I take care of you, look out for you, and fuck you against every available surface in this place. Got it, sweetheart?”
“For this week only,” I clarify.
When I go back to my real life, I’ll find a boring rich husband. I’ll settle for a life that allows me to take care of my grandfather and provide for my seven hundred employees and their families. My happiness isn’t that important when it’s measured against those things.
But for now, I love the idea of spending a few days being under Crew’s care and not having to be the one that makes a million and five decisions every moment of the day.
He frowns. But when he speaks, there’s a teasing note to his tone. “I was thinking of chaining you up in the basement.”
“You don’t even have a basement.” I roll my eyes as I push off the countertop and reach for my panties that he discarded in the floor earlier.
He growls. “Stop that.”
I glance at him over my shoulder. I’m still bent over, my ass in the air. “Stop what?”
“You don’t wear panties. They keep me from having easy access to my pussy.”
The words send a jolt of lust straight to my core. Even though he just gave me three delicious orgasms in a row, I want more. Still, I straighten and put a hand on my hip, glaring at him. “Your pussy? What are you now, some caveman?”
“When it comes to getting inside of you, yeah. I’m a caveman. I want to smell your juices all damn day. I want that sweet, pink pussy always in sight. I want you walking around my cabin knowing that I can slide into you at any time.”
My nipples tighten at his filthy words and my chest heaves. “Is there a rule against shirts too?”
He nods. “Tits as perfect as yours shouldn’t be hidden by clothes. They should be displayed proudly for me to see anytime.”
“You’re serious,” I say as a blush heats my face. “You like my curves that much?”