Unyielding (Tortured Love Book 1) by Ravenna Tate Read Free Book Online Page A

camisole, lifting it over her head. He nearly tore it in his impatience to remove it, and then he grabbed the edges of her panties and pulled, hard. The damn things tore in his hand, and Lynda gasped. How strong was this man? Holy shit.
    He tossed the material across the room, along with her camisole, and then he stared at her naked body as if he’d never seen one before. All the women he’d fucked, and he still was able to look at her with this … this awe in his beautiful dark eyes. How? Was it an act? If it was, it was a damn good one.
    “Goddamn. You’re fucking beautiful, Lynda.”
    She had no words. Her mouth was bone dry. She heard her own heartbeat in her ears, and wondered whether he could, too. It was that loud.
    “Baby, I’m going to fuck you hard and long.” He grasped her breasts and kneaded them, sending jolts of electricity straight to her throbbing clit. She nearly came, and that shocked her more than anything. He rolled the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, then bit each nipple. It hurt, but not enough to stop the desire racing through her.
    “So fucking sexy. Holy fuck, you’re beautiful and so damn hot .”
    Rey had never said such things to her. Lynda didn’t know what to make of it. Did he mean it, or was it the heat of the moment talking?
    Merrick released her breasts and pushed her back roughly so she fell onto the bed. Then he turned her body so she faced the edge of the bed. He walked over to one of the chairs, dumped her veil and train onto the floor, then dragged the chair over and positioned it in front of her feet.
    He spread her legs roughly. “Look at your pussy. It’s so fucking wet .”
    As if she could help that. He sat in the chair, and when he grabbed her hips and pulled them toward him, she cried out in surprise and anticipation. He shoved his face into her pussy and licked her clit unlike anything she’d ever felt.
    One finger pushed into her wetness, and she bucked her hips into his face, lost in the exquisite sensations. Another finger circled her asshole, and that tiny voice in her head was now louder, screaming in protest.
    Lynda ignored it. She relaxed her muscles, and his finger slipped inside easily, gently probing, until her entire pussy contracted in tiny spasms. She was going to come. No doubt about it. When the climax washed over her, she let out a long, slow moan. But he didn’t stop until the contractions had long been spent, and she was on her way to another orgasm.
    He straightened up, his face covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and a sexy grin on his face. “I knew you’d taste that fucking good.” His expression suddenly grew annoyed. “Fuck. “Fucking condoms are in my room.”
    Lynda sat up, struggling to breathe normally. Birth control. She hadn’t even thought about it. “I’m on the pill. And I have no STDs.
    He narrowed his eyes. “Neither do I, but why are you still on the pill if you haven’t had sex with anyone since that man betrayed you three years ago?”
    Her stomach contracted in fear. “How do you know I haven’t?”
    “Have you?”
    “No. But how did you know?”
    “Are you kidding? You’re as fucking tight as a virgin.”
    “I don’t need to be sexually active to be on the pill.”
    “True.” He eyed her warily. “Your call. I’m fine with not using them if you are. Neither of us is going to fuck anyone else.”
    “Either way is fine with me.” This conversation was suddenly so clinical and detached, it brought tears to her eyes.
    His expression changed to one of regret. “I should have thought of this before, but you were so … I couldn’t stop myself.”
    “It’s all right. It’s been a long day, and we’ve had a serious talk.”
    “I don’t want to stop.”
    “Neither do I.”
    He shed his clothes so quickly she barely had time to process it. But oh holy fuck what a body he had! Tanned, muscular, and sporting tats on his torso and upper arms. She could not stop staring at him. She’d never