triggers something inside which I didn’t see coming. He spins, grabbing her, slamming her against the wall aggressively, his mouth colliding with hers as he takes control. She pushes him in the chest, but he grips her wrists slamming them to the drywall.
My clit starts to throb as I gnaw down on my bottom lip. The entire time I read the scene play out, all I imagine in my mind is Nycto doing this to me.
Wishing he were doing this to me.
He spins me around, pressing my body into the wall with one hand as his other slides my dress up over my ass. I whimper as he tears my panties from me in one swift movement. “I’m gonna make you so fucking sore, you won’t be able to move,” he groans into my ear.
“Hurt me. Hurt me real good.”
A low growl erupts from deep in his chest as his leg slides in between mine pushing my legs apart. The unmistakable clink of his belt undoing sends a shudder down my spine, in a good way.
The pulse of his cock sliding up and down my folds causes me to whimper as his hand threads through my hair in a tight grip. “You say you belong to Jesus, sweetheart. Well, I’m your fucking God. Understand me?”
My clit throbs so hard I can hardly control myself as I push back against his slickened cock. “Fuck me, please.”
“Once I take you, you’re mine. Understand?”
“Mm-hmm,” I murmur.
“Say it.”
“I understand.”
He yanks my hair, my head falling back, his lips connecting with my throat as his cock slams up inside of me without warning. I gasp at his width, my eyes widening with the fullness he’s bringing. Being with him was something I didn’t plan. I never knew we would get to this stage. Things between us have been fiery but also intense. Every time we’re together, an adrenaline rush surges through me.
He pulls back, then thrusts up inside of me again. The force of him fucking me from behind, his fingers clamped tight on my hair, his other hand sliding around to my clit is almost overstimulating. All the pent-up emotions we’ve been going through has led us to this point.
He rears up and slams into me, fucking me hard, fast, and unrelenting, his fingers circling on my clit. Sweat beads on my brow as his teeth graze along my neck. He thrusts deeper, so deep I can hardly catch my breath while his finger rotates on my clit. My skin dances in goosebumps, tingling and shuddering as he lets me know I am, without a doubt, his.
“Fuck,” he groans into my ear the same time he circles on my clit.
The sensation is running through me so hard, it washes over me.
My back arches off the wall as stars flash behind my eyes. My legs weaken from the adrenaline coursing through me as my breathing is short and sharp. My skin riddles in sweat as the tidal wave hits me full force.
I circle on my clit faster as I reach my climax at the same time as the heroine in the book. I gasp letting the rush crash over me.
“Fuck, Nycto,” I call out, slumping onto the bed in a foggy haze, completely spent.
I pant for breath, my heart pounding in my chest from my intense orgasm.
Suddenly, my eyes fling open taking in the room.
He’s not here, thank God, but I just masturbated to that entire scene of the book, thinking it was Nycto and me. I snap my hand out of my panties, pulling my dress down, completely ashamed of myself. I close the book, throwing it across the room in my haste. It thumps against the floor loudly.
“Holy shit!” I whimper. “What the fuck was that?”
Chapter Eleven
NYCTO
I try to control myself by inhaling, but it stutters. My cock is semi-hard as I stand at my door listening to the moans and whimpers coming from inside my room. I can’t be certain, but it sure as hell sounds like Eva is having one hell of a party without me. The fact she’s comfortable enough to take care of herself in my room says something. Maybe she doesn’t hate me as much as she lets on.
My cock strains against my jeans hearing her let out a loud moan like she’s climaxing.
“Fuck, Nycto!”
Clenching my eyes tight, I lean my head against the door trying to calm my raging thoughts. Going in there now would only freak her out. I need to give her some time to