Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
And it didn’t deter Ocean in the least.
He held nothing back as he gripped the arm of the couch with both hands and immediately began to fuck the shit out of me. I was in heaven, in utter fucking ecstasy as I fisted the cushions beneath me and sniveled like a baby as I let him have his way with me.
“Ooo—ceee-aaan,” I cried out when he started hitting it a little too deep.
“Mmmh,” he moaned like he was having the time of his life. “Don’t weep, pretty girl. You’re taking it so well for me. The praise did something to me, so I threw it back at him, making him growl as he started going harder. “Shit, fuck, Coby. Goddamn. You doing it like that, baby?”
All I could do was scream in answer. It felt like I started losing my mind the moment Ocean entered me because I had no idea how I could go on living even a second without this. As if my pussy agreed, I tightened around him.
“Fuck.” He grunted. “I’m gon’ come.” It was the only warning before he stepped fucking me. “Give me a kiss.” I twisted my head and tilted it so I could kiss him. Ocean gripped my neck possessively and tongue fucked my mouth, offering me a brief reprieve. “Sexy ass,” he grumbled once it was over. “Now arch your fucking back. I’m far from done.”
I did as I was told, and Ocean wasted no time pummeling my shit until I came.
Sensitive now, I started running from him after that, so he moved to stand from the couch, and I made a sound of protest, but Ocean simply dragged me along until my lower half was tilted upward and I had to hook my ankles around his back for leverage while my hands came to rest on the cushions—like a partial handstand. I was silently grateful for all the hours I spent in pilates because the strength it took just to hold myself up while he fucked me as if my pussy owed him money.
Well… technically, I guess it did.
Three million dollars worth.
In this position, I was completely at his mercy. He grunted and shoved and cursed above me as he used me like a rag doll. “Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Ocean!”
Delirium had my eyes lowering and mouth falling open. My pussy was so wet for this man that, together with our moans, combined juices, and sweaty skin, we created an erotic symphony that filled the penthouse. Every time my ass smashed violently into his pelvis, my lashes fluttered, and I squealed with delight until I came again.
I didn’t know how much longer I would last.
Ocean didn’t seem as if he was going to be done fucking me anytime soon.
His stamina was truly terrifying.
Just when I was about to come for a third time, he twisted us around and fell onto the couch.
“Nooo,” I wailed as he re-sat me on his dick, facing him. “I was so close! Why’d you stop?”
“Shut up and ride this dick,” he ordered gruffly with a slap to my ass that stung so hard it froze me in place for a second before all the pleasure that built up released itself in a violent shiver, and I slowly started moving again.
Loving this rare, harsher side of him, I was once again powerless to his will as I abused myself on his pole. “It feels so good,” I whimpered more than whispered.
“I know, baby.” He rubbed my ass soothingly right over the spot he abused. “I’ll make it last. I promise.”
With that assurance, I gave myself permission to show out, riding his dick like I was specifically made for this. I alternated between bouncing and rocking my hips until I finally came so hard my toes curled painfully.
“I want you to come,” I panted while my skin was soaked in sweat and I could barely hold myself up. Only Ocean’s hands were keeping me from collapsing. “I want to feel your cum dripping out of me.”
“You know what that means, don’t you?” he said as he kissed the top of my breasts. “Tell me you know what it means.”
“You’re going to breed me.”
“Are you ready for that?” A moment later, Ocean wrapped his lips around my nipple and started suckling. “You gonna have my baby, mo aingeal?” He thrust his hips up, and my eyes rolled back.
“What does that mean?” I asked rather than answer. “Mo aingeal?”
“It means my angel, Coby. Because that’s what you are,” he said as he kissed my chest. “The only halo I’ll ever own.”
I was stunned into silence for a few moments before I finally answered, “Yes,” with a soft sob. “I want to have your baby.”
Ocean—as if he were able to simply command his body—kissed my sternum one last time and locked gazes with me as he started coming inside of me.