A Kingpin Love Affair: The Complete series(38)

Instead of answering him, I pulled the side of my dress up revealing the secret I hadn’t told him about yet. His other hand slid up my thigh giving way to what it was I was hiding. With a light push, I landed against the countertop, my breasts reacting to the coldness of the marble beneath me.

“No panties?” he said shocked, his finger slipping in between my folds. I released a sigh from my throat as the pleasure overwhelmed me.

“I did it for you,” I moaned as he hovered over me, his lips sucking on my earlobe. My eyes drifted closed just as his finger slipped into me. I was sore from the night before, but the pleasure seemed to override the pain as he slowly slipped in and out of me.

“You’re far more than I ever deserved, far more than I ever needed.” He was speaking to my heart taking me closer and closer to the finish line with every push of his thick digit inside of me.

“Come for me,” he growled into my ear, his teeth sinking into my sensitive flesh once again. His hand cupped my sex as his free hand lifted one of my legs off the ground while he continued to pump in and out of me. The intensity of his movements with the raspy panting of his voice caused my core to clench. My legs tingled and my back arched as pleasure moved through me.

“So f*cking beautiful. You’re soaked for me. Now I can f*ck you like I’ve wanted to all day long.” He grunted as he undid his pants. I could hear the clanking of his belt as it fell to the floor. I was ready for him, ready to be possessed.

“Give me every last inch of you,” I whimpered, feeling deep inside of me that this might be our last time together, and if that was so, I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life.

His cock pressed against my entrance as he lifted me, pushing me further onto the counter causing the items upon it to fall to the floor, without a care in the world.

“You’re mine,” he hissed out, his hand landing heavily on the back of my neck as he pressed my front down and pulled my ass up. I sighed as he slammed into me without warning. His balls slapping against my clit with so much intensity, I almost came just from the friction alone.

“It will always be you,” I spoke, my breath hot against my skin as I tried to muffle my screams. His nails bit into my flesh as if he understood the finality that this last session had between us.

“Every time you move, I want you to feel me. Every time you finger yourself, I want you to think about my cock deep inside of you.” His hips gyrated as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

“I’m going to come,” I screamed. It was then I felt him pull out of me, the absence of him making me grow cold.

“No. You come when I say you can.” I felt his cock slip back into me, only to be pulled back out and slipped in between my ass cheeks.

“Please...” I begged as I tried to dig my nails into the counter. It was the singular beg that pushed him over the edge allowing me to have what he was giving me.

His hands gripped my flesh hard as he pushed me harder to the edge of the counter. I could feel his cock, but whimpered as it slipped away from my entrance.

“You want to come, you’re going to have to ride me,” he growled, placing his cock at my entrance. That was the only warning I needed. I slammed myself back into him, our flesh slapping against one another’s echoing throughout the house.

“Ride it, baby…” Jared’s voice turned dark as his hand pulled my hair tightly against my scalp. It was with that pleasure and pain that I came. My * clenched around him like a vice as I rode out each wave of pleasure. The waves grew bigger and bigger as he took over pumping into me until there was nothing left of the two of us.

It was at that moment I realized I loved him and I wanted a future with him—but it was all too late.

Death was coming for us.





Chapter Twenty-One


Jared

I couldn’t get enough of her. The way her eyes drifted closed when she came all over my cock. The darkness in them when she bit her lip and looked up at me with desires she didn’t even understand. She was innocence and danger all wrapped in one. She was alluring at best.

Isabella held a powerful spell over me, one that could easily take my heart on a frantic roller coaster ride. One could say I was falling for her, but if I were honest, I had already fallen for her. Alzerro was right, she was beyond worth letting go of my fears and worries.

As the days passed, I felt myself growing closer to her, as she seemed to be growing further away from me. Not in a sense that she was distant, but I could tell there was something festering in her mind. My cock was hungry for her at every passing glance, so much so I had f*cked her three different times in the past twenty-four hours. However, now I sat awake in the chair across from the bed in her bedroom while she slept under the lights I had hung up for her.

She looked so small in the bed under a sea of white blankets. Her hair was a dismantled mess of blackness and her lips were parted ever so slightly as if she were fully worked over. I bet she was having the best sleep of her life.

I leaned back in the chair, the beer in my hand cool and heavy. I had forced myself through the ringer, never living a life that was all that satisfying. I was fake. Ever since I found out about Bree years ago. I lost touch with things, with people and with my feelings. Isabella brought back those feelings. She made me aware of what I was missing in my life.

I took a drink of my beer, my heart pounding in my chest.