From That Moment: A Promise Me Novel by Ryan Carrie Ann

Author:Ryan, Carrie Ann
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carrie Ann Ryan
Published: 2020-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Paris

I licked my lips and prowled across the room. Prior sat on the couch, his legs spread, his jeans unzipped. He rubbed himself over the cotton of his boxer briefs, staring at me, his mouth parted, his eyes dark.

All I wore were high heels that I didn’t even remember buying, tiny lace panties that barely covered anything, and a smile.

Or perhaps it was a smirk.

My breasts swayed with each movement I made, my hips sashaying just as hard.

I kept moving, one step at a time.

And then I was on my knees in front of him, his hand pulling at my hair as I gripped the base of him, his large cock too big for my hands, the tip of it grazing my lips.

“Suck it, Paris.”

“Is that an order? I thought I was the one who told you what to do.”

“Open.”

I opened, and he slid his cock between my lips. I gasped, swallowing him whole as his dick touched the back of my throat. I nearly gagged but relaxed my muscles to take more of him in, and then he was pulling at my hair so hard that it almost hurt. Only I couldn’t feel a thing.

Odd.

He fucked my mouth, lifting his hips off the couch as I dug my nails into his thighs and then removed one hand so I could grip his balls, playing with him, kneading him, trying to touch every bit of him.

And then I took a deep breath and was bent over the couch, his cock sliding in, hard and deep as he thrust into me, his dick warm and thick and stretching me. He had his hands in my hair, tugging again, and then they were on my hips, my breasts, pinching and plucking and sending me right over the edge.

And then I was on my back, the gravel digging into my skin, blood trickling from little cuts all over my body. Prior was above me, thrusting inside of me, and then he wasn’t there. Instead, there was someone else, someone in the shadows, their hands around my throat. I woke up with a scream, wondering what the fuck had just happened.

My hands were between my legs, and I grimaced, pulling them away, noticing how wet I was.

Great, I had gotten myself off in my dreams, thinking about Prior of all people, and had somehow ended it all with a twist that I did not want to think about.

I wasn’t afraid of Prior. Far from it. My brain wanted to mix things up to the point that I felt sick.

I still didn’t know who had hurt me, and I didn’t like that that was what I was thinking about right then.

It’d ruined a perfectly good sex dream.

A fantasy so real, my thighs ached from it.

I wanted to go back to it and remember what he’d felt like when he was inside of me.

Then I shook myself out of that thought and cursed.

“I do not want to fuck Prior Brady.”

If I said those words enough, maybe I would get it through my skull that fucking Prior would be a bad thing.

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