Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
But something about her already has me ready to burst, and if I keep going, I’m not going to be able to hold out.
She grabs me by the face and stares into my eyes. “You’re gonna make me—”
“Do it,” I urge her. Christ, I’m rapturous.
Sable goes off. Her body trembles, and her thighs clamp together, but she keeps her eyes glued to mine as her pussy tightens and her juices spill into my lap.
My cock jerks, but I bite the inside of my lip hard, fighting off the inevitability of what’s next as she writhes on my spear.
“Ryker!” she cries out, finally tossing her hair back as her body jolts with ecstasy.
And that does it.
I yank my cock out of her and explode all over her flat belly and cute little pussy mound.
“Holy shit!” she pants, looking down as my cum continues to fountain out of my tip.
“Yeah, sorry,” I pant, wiping the sweat from my brow. “I…I usually last longer.”
Her eyes twinkle as she smiles back at me. “Uh huh,” she laughs sarcastically. “Sure you do.”
My head is spinning. My ears are ringing from just coming so damn hard, and my cock is pulsing with the urge to go again. I probably could too. I’m still hard as hell.
“All right, I’m outta here,” Sable says, quickly hopping off my lap and tugging her skirt down.
“That quickly, huh?”
“What?” She shrugs. “This is just sex, right?”
Taking a deep breath, I stare back at her. I’m feeling way more worn out than I should. I’m also a bit embarrassed for coming so quickly.
My jaw clenches, and I growl back through my teeth, “Right.”
She steps back, giggles, and waves like a silly cartoon character. “See ya at home.”
All I can do is watch as she walks back to her SUV and climbs in.
This girl is seriously pissing me off. She’s like a little brat, and I’m helping spoil her.
She pulls past me, tossing her hair as I turn the key and start my car.
“Just sex,” I scoff as the engine roars to life. “Fuck me.”
8
SABLE
When I wake up the next day, I’m floating on clouds.
My whole body feels stronger, sharper. I had worried that having sex with Ryker would somehow weaken me. But it did the opposite.
It ignited something inside me I never knew was there.
Just thinking back to our time in his car gets my blood flowing. I have to pull the blankets back to keep myself from overheating.
I reach down between my legs and feel the soreness left over from when he took me.
My first time…
It didn’t hurt like I thought it would. In fact, it was just a tiny little sharpness—like the sting of a pin prick—that was instantly brushed away by the flood of pleasure.
And then of course there was the stretch.
My God. Ryker is enormous. And as I get out of bed, I can feel something in my core. Is it a longing? It’s almost like an empty feeling that’s completely new to me.
I shower and blow dry my hair, then slide into a purple dress with a slit up the side. It hugs my body just right but also allows for mobility.
The house is starting to feel less foreign to me—the angles and decorations more familiar.
I hear Mom and Dominic in his office and march right in like I own the place.
“What’s going on?” I ask. Sounds like they’re discussing a territory dispute, which is crazy. Who would dare go against the Vale-Noir family now?
“Nothing important,” Dominic replies, drawing a glance from Mother.
“A small crew has been dealing in our territory,” she replies. “Dominic and I have been discussing how to deal with them.”
“I’ll handle it,” I reply quickly. “Where are they and how many?”
Dominic gives Mom a wary glance, but she looks at me with the same eyes she gave me the first time I learned how to fire a gun.
I see a couple Vale men looking at each other from the corner, clearly not sure about my offer. A couple of fists to the face would change their opinions.
“Some locals who think they’re tough guys,” my mom says.
Dominic reaches for a cigar. “I was actually going to have Ryker handle it—"
“I’ve got it,” I reply, standing up. “Just give me an address.”
Mom allows herself to smile, and I go warm inside. She reaches for a pen and scribbles something on a strip of paper, then hands it to me.
“Great. I’ll put the fear of Noir into them.”
I can hear Mom laughing as I exit the room. Some of the boys are out back on the patio smoking. I quickly round them up and head to the trucks. Luca, probably my toughest man, hands me a pistol.
“Should we expect much resistance?” he asks, pulling away from the manor.
“Doubt it,” I reply, shaking my head as I check the slide on my gun. “From what my mom says, they’ll probably run as soon as they see us.”