TODAY, WE ARE THRILLED TO HAVE OUR GUEST AUTHOR, CASSANDRA HALLMAN, WHO IS SHARING AN EXCERPT FROM HER NOVEL, 'HATEFUL VOWS' #RWRTeamBlog #ReadWriteRepeat

*****WARNING: EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT*****

EXCERPT

Briggs POV

From where I’m sitting, I have a perfect view of my toy. My gaze is glued to her body’s rhythmic movements to the music. The dress she is wearing making her ass look like it’s begging to be squeezed. The tight, strapless dress is pushing up her breasts in a delicious way. My cock stirs. She is a beautiful girl and right now she looks downright delicious. Thoughts of her lips wrapped around my cock swirl through my mind, only adding to the blood rushing to my dick. Fuck. I want her. All of her. 

I finish my beer and set the empty bottle on the side table next to me. 

Wren is holding one of Maya’s hands while clutching onto a red solo cup with her other. She leans into her friend and says something to her that makes both of them laugh loud enough for me to hear it over the blaring music. They laugh and hug each other. 

While her cup is behind Maya’s back, Tyler takes the opportunity to drop something into her cup. She doesn’t notice and before I can get up from my seat, I see Wren take a big sip of whatever is in her cup. 

Not thinking about what I’m doing, I get up on my feet. My legs move on their own as I cross the room to where Wren is standing, drinking her spiked drink. She doesn’t see me coming. 

“I think you’ve had enough of that,” I say, grabbing the drink from her hand roughly. 

“What the…” Her words get stuck in her throat when she looks up at me and recognition sets in. Her lips turn into a frown. 

“You didn’t think you could come here and have fun without me, did you?”

“I figured you were done stalking me,” she slurs a little. Now that I’m closer, I can see how glassy her eyes are. She is drunk. 

“How much did you have to drink? And if you say none of your business, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank your ass in front of everybody.”

Her eyes go wide, and she knows I’m not joking. 

“Four or five,” she tells me, chewing on her plump bottom lip while swaying a little on her feet. Yeah, she is definitely drunk. 

I look over her shoulder to where Tyler is nervously staring at me, clutching his beer bottle like his life depends on it. I wave him over. 

“What’s up, man?” he greets me with a shaking voice. “I didn’t know you knew each other.” He tries to defend himself, knowing he fucked up. 

“I’m going to use your bedroom,” I announce. 

“Yes! Of course.” Tyler sounds relieved. “Up the stairs, second room on the right. Let me know if you need anything else.”

“I think you’ve done enough,” I answer with a smirk, letting him know I saw what he did. He gulps. 

I turn my attention back to Wren, who is looking at me with terror in her pale baby blues. “I’m not going upstairs with you.” I hand the red solo cup to Tyler before grabbing Wren around her waist and lifting her up. She yelps as I throw her over my shoulder. “Let me down!” 

“Hey!” Maya appears in front of me, her arms folded in front of her chest. “Let her down,” she orders me, and I’m impressed by how brave she is. 

I’m about to tell her to fuck off when Tucker swoops in and grabs her arm, pulling her out of my way. Her face turns pale, and her vigor leaves her body. She knows she is in trouble now. 

Wren is bringing her tiny fists down on my back as I carry her up the stairs and to the bedroom. Once inside, I lock the door behind us and let her down. She brushes some long strands of hair from her face and pulls down the hem of her dress where it was riding up. 

“Everyone just saw my ass,” she slurs, and I almost laugh.

“What?”

“The way you were carrying me flashed my ass to everyone.” That’s what she is worried about? That her dress rode up as I carried her, not that I have her alone in a locked room. 

“Maybe you should have worn something less revealing. Were you trying to get fucked?”

“What? No! It’s just a dress.” 

“Mhhh… I think you wanted some cock tonight. That’s what you came here for,” I accuse. 

“No! That’s not true.” She hugs her stomach like she suddenly feels exposed and is trying to hide herself. “I came here to get away from you, not for sex.”

“Don’t worry, you can still have some dick tonight. It just won’t be Tyler’s.” I take a step toward her, and she takes a bigger, wobbly step back. 

“I’m not giving you another blow job.” 

“I didn’t ask for a BJ.” Although I enjoyed her mouth very much, I’m ready for something more. 

“I’m not sleeping with you either.”

“Are you sure about that?” She shudders at my words. “What are you going to do to stop me? If you fight, it will just be worse for you… and better for me.”

Finally, realization sets in. She glances toward the door as if she is thinking about making a run for it. I shake my head at her. Fear swirls in her big blue eyes, and my cock is now at full attention. 

“I’ll go to the police,” she threatens, making me smile wider. 

“My word against yours. Who do you think will win that?” She knows I’m right. I can see the anguish in her face. 

“You’re sick,” she whispers in defeat. 

“I know. Now, why don’t you start by getting out of that dress?”

“No.” She shakes her head, taking another step back until her ass bumps against the bed frame. Her hand suddenly flies up to cover her mouth. “I don’t feel so good,” she whines. 

I’m not sure if it’s the alcohol or the drugs in her system kicking in, but either way, I don’t want her to throw up on me. “Lie down on the bed,” I order, and to my utter surprise, she obeys. Taking her little cross body purse off, she drops it on the floor before turning around to climb onto the mattress with sluggish limbs. She lies down in the center with a groan. 

“I don’t feel right,” she says slowly, with her eyes closed. One of her hands comes up to rub her cheek. “I feel funny.”

“Yeah, that’s the roofies kicking in.”

“The what?” she asks with her eyes closed. 

“The drugs Tyler put in your drink,” I explain. “You only took a few sips, so you should still remember most of this in the morning. At least I hope so.”

A shudder runs through her body. Her arms drop to her sides, her chest rising and falling in quick succession while I stalk over to where she is lying. 

I get to the edge of the bed and a warm feeling spreads through my chest, reminding me that I took an edible on the way over here. One that’s starting to kick in now. Smiling, I let the warmth of the weed engulf me. This is going to be fun. 

Kicking off my shoes, I climb onto the king-sized bed to kneel next to her. She doesn’t even try to scoot away. Not when my knees make contact with her legs, and not when I lift each of her feet to slip her heels off. Her eyes remain closed and for a moment, I think she is completely passed out. 

I should probably care that she is out, but all I want is her naked. Especially now that I’m feeling the effect of the edible. I want to feel her skin on mine even more. I find the zipper on the side of her dress. Pushing her arm away, I unzip her slowly before pulling the dress down her slender body. She isn’t wearing a bra, and her tits spill free. I groan. 

Shoving the dress all the way down her legs, I throw it on the ground next to the bed. When I straighten back up, I find her eyes open and looking straight at me. They are a bit unfocused now. Almost like she is looking through me. 

“You still with me, bird?” 

“Yes,” she whispers so quietly I almost don’t hear it. 

“Good, I’d rather have you awake for this.” I hoped to draw out some fear with my threat, but her face stays blank, her emotionless eyes follow my every move. 

Dipping my fingers into the waistband of her pink cotton panties, I pull them down her legs until she is completely naked. Fuck, she is a sight. I move between her legs, spreading them wide enough for me to kneel in between. 

Then I take in everything before me. My little bird sprawled out naked in front of me. Her pussy spread and on full display, has my mouth watering. Her cunt looks good enough to eat. I’ve never bothered to go down on a girl before, but now I wonder what she would taste like. 

I look back up at her face, disappointed by the drugged out expression on her face. I prefer her hate and fear. None of which are present right now. She simply stares at me, waiting for what I’ll be doing next. 

“You don’t look scared,” I point out, disappointed. 

“I feel…” She starts, trying to find the right words. “Just fuck me already.” 

“Well, it’s no fun like this. You are way too into this.” 

She rolls her eyes at me. “Trust me, this is not how I want to lose my virginity.” 

If she didn’t already have my full attention, she’d have it now. “You’re a virgin?” I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I just assumed an eighteen-year-old pretty girl must have had some sex at this point. 

She nods, her cheeks redden, like she is embarrassed about the fact. 

I’ve fucked a few virgins before and the sex is usually bad, a lot of whining and complaining, but I have to admit, knowing that I’ll be the first to fuck her stirs something in me. For some reason, I like the idea of owning her completely. 

“Tell me, little bird, did you suck some dick before or was my cock the first one inside your mouth?”

“You were my first,” she tells me, and my chest swells. 

“I think I like being all your firsts, and I think you’ll like having my cock in your pussy.” 

At my words, her tongue darts out to moisten her lips. Something unexpected flickers over her eyes. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was lust. Could it be? Could my little toy enjoy this, even if it’s just a little? It might be the drugs and alcohol in her system that have warped her mind, but if she really wants my cock right now, who am I to stand in her way?

“Tell me something, little bird. Why did you choose to suck me off instead of giving two hand jobs?” It’s a question I’ve been dying to ask since it happened. 

She takes a deep breath, sinking further into the mattress in a relaxed way. “I don’t know… I just didn’t want someone else to touch me. It’s enough that I have to handle you.”

“So you wouldn’t like it if I invited some friends upstairs to take turns on you?” It’s an empty threat, but she doesn’t know that. As I hoped, fear blooms in her hazy gaze and when she talks next, her bottom lip quivers. 

“Please don’t.” Tears well in the corner of her eyes and though I usually like her crying, I decide to ease her drugged up mind. 

“Don’t worry, bird, I want you all for myself tonight.” 

Relief washes over her face, and her whole body relaxes. I normally like her fight, but I think I might like her submission too. My cock is rock hard and precum has been leaking from the tip. I don’t remember the last time I was so horny. 

I look down at her dry cunt. I don’t have any lube, and my mouth is starting to dry out from the weed. I’ve got to get her wet a little before I can sink into her. Lifting my hand, I hold two of my fingers to her mouth. “Open up and suck,” I order. 

“On your fingers?” she asks, confused. God, she is so fucking inexperienced. 

“Yes.”

She parts her lips hesitantly, and I slowly push my fingers into her waiting mouth. I slide over her hot, wet tongue, wishing it was my cock instead, but I know if I go there, I’ll come down her throat again, and I want to come somewhere else today. Closing her lips around my fingers, she sucks on my digits while looking at me through hooded eyes. Fuck, that’s hot.

I pull my fingers out and bring them to her pussy. She tries to close her legs, but she can’t with me wedged between them. “Don’t worry, this isn’t going to hurt,” I assure her before brushing my fingers over her clit. 

Wren jerks like I just shocked her. Yeah, she definitely hasn’t been touched like this before. I run my wet fingers through her folds, keeping my gaze glued on her face. She closes her eyes again, but her face stays relaxed. I slide my fingertips gently over her clit and a tiny moan escapes her. The sound has a direct line to my balls. I draw small circles over the swollen bundle of nerves until her back arches off the bed a bit. Her jaw is set in a tight line now and her hands have turned into small fists next to her, like she is fighting the feeling. 

“It’s all right to enjoy this, little bird.” My own voice slightly slurred, the weed in full effect now. My whole body feels heavy, my limbs sluggish. Part of me wants to lie down next to her and enjoy my high, but the other, bigger part of me knows how good it feels to fuck while on weed. 

I look down at her pussy, smirking when I see it glistening with moisture. “You’re already getting wet for me. You can’t hide that you are into this.”

“Fuck you,” she grits through her teeth, still fighting to give in. 

“Admit it, I own you in every way. I decide where you go and what you do and now I’m going to decide if you can come or not.” I drag my finger down her slit and circle her opening before pushing inside. 

Her whole body tenses at the intrusion, but quickly relaxes when she realizes I’m not pushing in too deep. Only one finger to my knuckle. I stay there for a moment, enjoying how her tight heat clamps around me. Gently, I move a little deeper until my fingertip comes up to the thin skin that’s her virginity. I can’t wait to rip through it. 

But first I want to feel her skin on mine. I pull my finger from her pussy and reach for the hem of my shirt. I pull it off my body and discard it on the floor. Next, I undo my pants and push them down my thighs, taking my boxers with them, until they are both gathered around my ankles. I step out of both.  

When I’m done undressing, Wren is looking at me again, and this time there is no question about the lust swirling in the depth of her baby blues. She would never admit it, but she is turned on right now. 

Lowering myself, I crawl over her body until my chest is pressed up against her tits and my cock is against her inner thigh. Fuck, this feels so incredible. My whole body is on fire; the places where our bodies are connected feel the best. 

Resting my head on her shoulder, I rub my whole body against her, letting my cock bump into her pussy. She gasps, and I moan. I could lie here like this with her all night and be happy, but my cock has other plans. 

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Author Cassandra Hallman

AUTHOR BIO

C. Hallman is a USA Today Bestselling Author who wrote her debut novel in 2018 and has since published over 100 books in various romance subgenres. Her works have been on numerous bestseller lists and have been translated into over 10 languages around the world.

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