Scornfully Yours (Torn Series) (40 page)

Relaxing my throat, I took him deeper and he hit the back of my throat. “Fuck! You suck a mean dick Emma!” Bass hissed in between pants.

Excellent
, I’m not finished with you yet. I quickly shook my head as his cock swiftly shot back and forth in my mouth, the tip of his shaft sensitive to the rigged muscles on the back of my throat. I used my hand to pull his ball sack as my tongue spiraled along with my bobbing head. Bass groaned before he plucked me off of his cock. He stood up and pulled me out of the bed and guided me to the cemented railing, commanding, “Spread your legs open, bend over and rest your elbows on the rail.”

I sucked in my breath. All this anticipation was driving insane.

I felt him behind me. “You’re so beautiful, Emma. You’ve been my living nightmare,” Bass hissed in my ear as he stuck his fingers in my pussy again.

My ass pushed down on his hand.
I wanted more
, damn it! I closed my eyes and concentrated on the glorious feeling his fingers were giving me.

“How does your pussy liked to be fucked, Emma?”

At this point, you can do as you please. “It doesn’t matter.”

Bass’s deep, fuck me voice broke into my thoughts again. “You’re so tight, Emma. Do you think your pussy can handle my cock?”

I shook my head in response. No, I didn’t think so.

But I don’t care.

“Do you want me to rip you apart? Make this sweet little pussy stretch while you wince in pain and pleasure it will give you?”

“YES! PLEASE!” I begged.

The rain hadn’t stopped and we were both soaked. My pussy was out of control wet from my own liquid. I groaned in agony when I felt his other hand circle around my anus.

What was he waiting for? I am way past ready.

The thunder rumbled again, a little longer this time. His lips pressed against my back when I heard him. “I will fuck you on one condition, Emma.”

I stilled. “What condition?”

“You give me your body the entire time we are here,
day and night
. I want it available at all times. No one else get to touch it but me. Allow me to fuck my addiction of you, in your mouth and in your sweet cunt. I want sole ownership, Emma.”

I felt him withdraw his fingers and position the tip of his fat cock on my entrance.

FUCK! ME!

Damn you.

Us together for four months, day in and day out. But what happens after we get back to L.A.? Are we going to be friends or foes?

Do you really want to weigh on that
right now?
I think not. “Yes…”

My eyes widened and my mouth opened when I felt his large cock pierce me with one hard obliterating thrust. “Perfect answer, you are mine now.”

Even with all of my abundant wetness, he had a hard time sliding it all the way home. “Hell, Emma. If I had known you’d feel like this I wouldn’t have let you go,” Bass muttered as he took hold of my hips and used force to fill me to the hilt. I felt the sting of my pussy being ripped apart and stretched open but the overwhelming ecstasy it gave me in exchange of the pain was overruled.

“Open your eyes and look ahead. Don’t ever tear your eyes away until we’re done.” I nodded and opened my eyes.

The Aegean Sea was dark and forbidding. Dark thick clouds rumbled with terrifying sets of lightning striking everywhere. It was dangerous beauty at its finest, the dark beauty of a thunderstorm. My body shook when Bass started to pound his cock in me harder. I cried out when he slapped my ass,
hard
. “Keep staring at the tumultuous, thrilling beauty of nature—in its rawest, purest majestic form. I want you to see what you do to me. This is how I feel about you.”

I sobbed in pleasure when Bass turned manic and furious. Fuck! He was monstrous. Every stroke was a new hit of sensation. It was madness but it wasn’t enough.

“Bass, I’m losing it here. Just fucking finish me off already because I can’t take this anymore!”

Without a word, he placed his hand around the back of my neck and shattered me to defeat, I screamed. My body took what he gave until he couldn’t hold off any longer. I clenched my muscles to heighten his orgasm more as he shot his load inside my womb. My body quivered when his cock kept pulsating inside of me.

Wow
that was mind-altering sex. I can’t believe I passed this up before.

He kissed my shoulder and pulled out. I happily sagged against him as he hastily carried me inside the house and went straight to my bedroom. Standing, he grabbed a towel and dried me first, then him.

“I know we should shower, but I want to be close to you for a little bit longer.” He pulled me towards the bed, his big arms enveloped me.

“Bass?” I’ve been dying to know.

“Hmm?” He responded, holding me tighter.

“What did you mean when you said you wouldn’t have let me go?”

His fingers kept stroking the side of my arm, I lavished being with him. “That last night in my bed, I wanted to tighten my arms around you and never let you leave me.”

HUH? “What do you mean? You were asleep.” I even remember saying he was in a deep coma. I remember it clearly…like it just happened yesterday.

“I wasn’t.”

No fucking way. Was he serious? “You looked like you were asleep.”

“I’m an actor, Emma.” Damn.

“But why did you let me go then if you clearly didn’t want to?”

He took a while responding. I listened to his heartbeat while I waited. “You needed me to let go of you at the time. Carter was in your life. But even with or without him, I felt that you needed to find your own happiness. I didn’t want to sacrifice yours for my own.”

Shit. What does any of that mean? That he cares for me…
a lot?

“So….a thunderstorm, huh? I don’t know if that’s good or bad, if that’s how you feel about me.”

Bass kissed the back of my earlobe. “Yes, you simply struck me without warning.”

I melted and burned like hot molten lava. He started nipping my neck as he rolled his body on top of mine.

“I want you, again, Bass.” I moaned as I opened my legs to accommodate him and guided his semi-aroused cock inside my entrance.

“Emma,” he whispered against my ear when his head penetrated me. I moaned at the sore pleasurable feel.

He felt so…
so good!

“Don’t make me fall for you”

“You won’t.”

A yelp came out of me when he suddenly entered me roughly. I glorified at the feel of him.

Yes!

Bass started kissing the side of my face and went next to my earlobe. He then whispered, “what if it’s already too late?”

When feelings of abandonment and betrayal arise with a soul mate, they do not last. Once soul mates achieve an ultimate level of symbiosis and serenity with each other, it remains forever.

-
Linda Brady

The Torn Series:

Book #2

‘Blasphemous’

Acknowledgments

To my Mom, need I say how awesome you are? Your unrelenting support keeps me going. YOU. ARE. THE. BEST! I love you.

To Cami Hesnault and Tia-Marie (spanking brand new Autho
r
), you guys are the best!!! Thank you for all the input and ideas. The late night convos made my writing during the wee hours much more interesting and entertaining. This novel wouldn’t have been the same without you two! I thank both of you from the bottom of my heart.

Ami Johnson, my editor, saying thank you seems a bit trite. I cannot express my gratitude enough. You’re incredible!

To the readers, I won’t be writing if it weren’t for all the love and support. This has been such an amazing experience. Thank you for giving me the pleasure of making your imagination soar and drift away. I hope it was an entertaining experience!

Much love,

Pamela Ann xo

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