Free Takedown by Garnet Hart Page A

help. If this didn’t stop, she’d die.
    His arms came around her and held her close. “Megan, sweetheart. It’s alright,” he said without stopping. He just kept thrusting. Harder. Faster.
    The comfort he gave her unclogged her throat and she managed to scream out the bliss that was trapped inside her.
    “Yes, Megan,” he said. “It feels so fucking good. I’m so near.”
    Before her climax could subside, and while her body still trembled from the aftershocks, she felt his cock throb inside her, swelling thicker.
    Her eyes widened, afraid that this time he’d really split her apart. Then a loud animal-like growl filled the room.
    He was coming. She just realized it when she felt his hot seed lavishly pouring inside her. Why didn’t he pull out?
    Her sudden concern was only momentarily, because even the way his seed jetted inside her felt like he was thrusting his cock again, hitting the very end of her channel.
    She mewed and held him tight. She took everything that he had to give her.
    Save her worries for later. This one felt so good she didn’t want to ruin it.
    After more than a minute long, he exhaled the air trapped in his lungs, an indication that his climax was over. She had anticipated him to collapse over her, but instead, he pulled himself up on his elbows and kissed her lips.
    She opened her eyes and saw him watching her, his face exhibiting sexual gratification.
    “Is that what you wanted?” he asked.
    Her face flushed as sense of reasons returned to her, but she nodded. “Better.”
    “Want me to show you more?”
    Her jaw dropped. He wanted more? Does he not feel guilty over this?
    He lowered his mouth on hers. It instantly washed away all her worries, and she found herself responding to his kisses.
    It had happened. She couldn’t change that now. Although she’d regret this forever, she could not deny the fact that she had enjoyed this immensely. He made her feel emotions that she had never felt before.
    After three long weeks of grieving, he had made her happy again… even if it was only temporary.
    One more time wouldn’t make any difference. She wanted this night with him. For one whole night, she wanted to escape from the real world and experience bliss in the arms of this man, this man that she had secretly adored.
    “You sure you can handle more?” she murmured.
    He grinned and gently rolled her around. “Let me show you why women are crazy about me,” he said and positioned her on all fours.
    She grabbed onto the mattress as he knelt behind her and rubbed his cockhead on her entrance. He was still hard. Did not even soften a bit.
    “I want you to know something, Meg?” he warned, brushing his lips along her spine to her nape. “That I have this reputation for being rough and insatiable in bed. I usually don’t give women any choice, but with you, I will make an exemption.”
    She smiled, thrilled by his confession. Was he proposing a long, wild, rough sex with her? It thrilled her.
    “Don’t worry about me,” she replied. She felt no fear. She needed this. She wanted this. “Just make me forget.”
    He moaned and licked the back of her ear. “I’ll let you forget, Megan,” he promised and pushed inside her.
    She moaned.
    “You’ll forget everything else but the feel of my cock fucking your pussy.”
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
    Chapter 7
     
    6 months later.
    “He told you what?” Candace leaned forward on the table where they were eating lunch.
    “He told me I’m fat,” Megan said the second time around. They were talking about a guy whose job was to receive applicants for the upcoming Miss Nevada pageant. She personally dropped by the office to hand over her papers, and that’s what he had told her.
    “If he says you’re fat, what does that make me?” Candace asked.
    Megan gave her friend a quick once over. Candace weighed more or less like her, a hundred and twenty pounds. It’s just that her friend was around five feet two inches tall.
    “I don’t