All Chapters of Wrecked By My Bully: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath.His hips are moving, thrusting into my mouth, and I meet him stroke for stroke. With one last push I take him deep, swallowing him so my nose is against his skin, and Andrew comes, crying out my name. His cock jerks in my mouth and I swallow every drop of what he gives me, savoring the salty taste along with something that’s deeper—just him.When he’s finished, he doesn’t move, hands relaxing in my hair as I lick him clean. “Shit,” he says, and I laugh, making sure he sees when I lick my lips. “I didn’t know that you could do that.”“Maybe I’m just full of surprises.”I let him kiss me, and wind my arms around his neck. “Now take me home and to bed, and fuck me before I fall into a long, long sleep.”Andrew makes a noise low in his throat. “It’s funny, I’ve don’t think I’ve ever told you that the couch in my office turns into a bed.”“Oh really?” I say, raising an eyebrow. “Is that an invitation?”He chuckles. “I think it’s a necessity, because aft

BlakeI can hear my heartbeat in my ears as I walk quickly across the street. A car screeches to a halt, and the driver sticks his head out the window to shout at me, but when he sees who I am, his face goes white, and he shuts his mouth. He slides back into his seat and waits for me to pass before stepping on the gas and moving on.It’s only a few more steps before I reach their table. Christ, she’s even more beautiful up close. She’s an absolute vision of beauty. But she’s upset right now with this man’s hands on her wrist. How can he not see it?Either he doesn’t, or he doesn’t care. Either way, he’s going to learn right now to respect her.“So what I’m saying,” the guy is whispering, sounding like a pathetic slime ball, “is that we’re both horny, right? Why pretend otherwise–?”“Hands off,” I bark. The volume of my voice gets the man’s attention. He turns around, and when he sees me, he instantly lets go of his date’s wrist. She quickly pulls her arm back across the table and hide

AnnaHis touch is like a drug I never asked for. Things are happening to me all over that shouldn’t be happening.Not only am I blushing, but my heart is racing, I’m desperately trying not to sweat, and there’s a heat growing between my legs. Oh, and my nipples are still hard too and are showing no signs of going down.Why am I drawn to this man? This killer?I know he’s done terrible things. He’s a tyrant. He’s cruel. He threatened Trevor with a knife, for crying out loud. I should be terrified of him, and yet I’m feeling the total opposite right now. In fact, thoughts I shouldn’t be having about him at all are running through my mind.“How do you know I’m special?” I ask. “Are you psychic or something?”Blake smiles down at me. The way his eyes focus on me somehow cause me to feel small and build me up at the same time. “You’re special because of how you make me feel, Anna.”Oh God, he’s laying it on thick now.The heat between my thighs increases. I may not know much about men, but

BlakeIt’s all I can do to keep my hands off her on the car ride to the restaurant.I want to rip that brand-new scarlet dress I bought her right off and fuck her senseless in the backseat. She should be mine! Right now! Like everything else I’ve ever wanted since I came into power.But I can’t just take Anna like that. I’ve imposed a rule on myself, and if a man can’t abide by his own rules, then what is he?But it’s not like her new dress and new heels are making it any easier on me.Anna looks like she just stepped off the runway at a fashion show. She’s got me thinking all kinds of terrible thoughts that show no signs of stopping. Just how sexy would she look on all fours with that dress pulled up to her waist and her panties down around her ankles? I can’t even picture it without feeling the blood rush to my cock.I need something to distract myself.“So how did you even end up going out with that jerk?” I ask. I don’t even mention his name. Anna will know who I mean.“Trevor?” s

AnnaSo it turns out a tasting menu is a basically where the waiter keeps coming back with a bunch of plates with small servings of big dishes for us to try, so we get to taste one of everything on the menu but without inflating our stomachs into one of those big exercise balls you see at the gym. It ends up being the best food I’ve ever tasted and also includes dessert.When it’s over, Blake pays by simply taking several hundred-dollar bills from a roll in his pocket and leaving them on the table. Then we make our way back out to where the car is waiting.“Did you enjoy it?” he asks as he holds the door open for me.“Do ducks have watertight butts?” I reply before I even know what I’m saying. Blake looks at me suspiciously for a moment, then we both burst out laughing. I slide into the car, and he joins me as we pull away from the restaurant.“Yes, that was a very nice night, Mr. Lockwood.”“Oh, calling me mister now?” he asks.“Well, you were such a gentleman,” I say with a smile. “