Destroyed (Ruined #3) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ruined Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
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I watched her with hooded eyes as she slid down from the bathroom counter, her hands moving forward to slowly slide my cut from my shoulders. Like a good old lady, she hung it on the bathroom door before turning back to face me, her hands sliding under my shirt. My muscles quivered under her touch. I drew in a deep breath, my eyes never leaving hers until she pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor.

“Fuck,” I rasped when she grabbed my belt, her hand grazing right over my cock. I swallowed thickly, my heart pounding in my chest. I wanted her so fucking badly.

I kicked off my boots as she unsnapped my jeans. I watched her as she slid them down my legs with my boxers. I kicked them aside, leaving myself completely naked in front of her.

Then, she did something that I did not fucking expect from her.

She dropped to her knees and wrapped her hand around my cock before she opened those perfect, fuckable lips, wrapping them around me. I growled, my hands tangling in her hair as I guided her mouth, silently showing her what to do since I knew it’d been a while since she’d done this to anyone else, if she even ever had before.

And it fucking made me so goddamn proud of her to see that she was trying to open up, to let me in and see the more vulnerable side of her like this.

But when she relaxed that gag reflex? I almost lost fucking control. I growled as I threw my head back, trying to keep myself from fucking her mouth how I wanted. “Ink,” she called, suddenly pulling me out of her mouth. I looked down at her, my chest heaving as I tried to calm myself down. “You’re not going to hurt me,” she promised. She swallowed thickly. “I want to please you.”

“Baby, I’m rough,” I warned her. “If I let go, I’m going to fuck your mouth relentlessly. I want nothing more than to see you crying on your knees as I shove my dick down your throat.”

She slid her hands up my muscular thighs, her eyes dark, her breaths coming in short pants. “Then let me see you lose control, Ink.”

“You sure?” I asked her. She nodded. “Words, baby,” I growled.

“Yes. I’m sure.”

She slid me back into her mouth and relaxed her gag reflex. After that, I gripped her chin with one of my hands, tightening my other hand in her hair, and I fucked her mouth. She moaned and hollowed out her cheeks, being the perfect fucking good girl as she took everything that I gave her. Tears ran unchecked down her cheeks as I used her, abusing her throat, but she took everything I was giving her.

I tried pulling out when I was ready to come, but she dug her nails into my thighs, holding me inside of her. I roared her name as I came hard. She gagged but swallowed, some of my cum running down her chin.

So fucking hot.

I lifted her up from the floor and spun her around so her back faced me. “Bend over. Hands on the wall.” I wasn’t fucking done with her yet.

She did as I instructed. I nudged her legs apart, rubbing the tip of my dick at her entrance. “Can you take this?” I asked her, not wanting to hurt her or freak her out.

“Yes, Ink,” she breathed, wiggling her juicy ass in my direction.

I slid deep inside of her. She moaned my name. With that, I began fucking her hard, one hand wrapped around her hair, my other hand on her hip. And I didn’t stop until I literally had to hold her up to keep her from collapsing to the floor. Only then, did I finally allow myself to let go.

7

Jessie

The smell of coffee and pancakes dragged me out of a deep sleep. I slowly lifted my head, a sleepy smile tilting my lips when I saw Ink setting a tray of food on my nightstand.

With a bottle of fucking water.

I grunted and buried my face back in the pillow. He sat down on my side of the bed, causing it to dip and for me to roll towards him. I blearily looked up at him through sleepy eyes. “Do I have to drink the water?” I groaned.

He slid his hand between my legs where I wasn’t wearing panties. I sucked in a sharp breath of air at his touch, a low moan sliding from my lips. “If you eat and drink the entire bottle of water, I promise that I’ll give you a really fucking good start to your day,” he told me, his voice husky, his green eyes darkening as he watched me roll my lips into my mouth.

“O-okay.” My breath hitched in my throat when he rubbed his thumb over my clit.



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