Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
The moment his palm touches me, I feel my arousal start to peak. He pressed two fingers against my clit, stroking back and forth, making me gasp and moan. This feels so good. I don’t want him to stop. But he does, to push his fingers down to my entrance, and he slams both fingers inside my pussy.
“So fucking tight.” In and out, he pushes inside, working my body to a fever.
I rock against his hand, and then he kneels down, and his mouth is right on my clit, sucking at it. His teeth are biting down, causing me some pain, but not enough to stop the pleasure. I feel my orgasm start to build. I scream his name, and then his hands are on my waist, pulling me to the edge of the desk.
“Watch me, beautiful,” he said.
I stare between my legs. He grabbed his hard cock, rubbing the tip against my pussy, sliding up and down my slit, grazing across my clit, which was still so sensitive. I almost can’t take it and then I see him go to my entrance and watch as he disappears inside my body. Inch by inch, I see and feel him. He’s rock hard and so wide.
When there is nearly half of him inside me, his hands go to my waist, holding me in place as he slams the last inches inside me, and he goes in deep. I feel him almost at my stomach, he’s that large, but it feels good.
“Lean back. I want to see those tits bounce. Every time I’m working at this desk, I’m going to remember what you look like naked, open, begging for my cock.”
I moan as he pulls out and then slams in deep, taking me by surprise by the sheer depth of his cock. I don’t think I can take much more, but staring into his eyes, I know I can take anything. He starts to pound inside me, fucking me harder, the depth of the thrusts making my tits bounce with each hard push. I loved it.
“Wrap those legs around me. That’s it, take all of me, Adelaide,” he said.
I love hearing my name on his lips. I give myself to him, not wanting to be anywhere else but with him. I’m all Andrei’s. He is who I want. Just him, no one else. I don’t know how it happened, and I’m a little afraid at how easy I fell, but there’s no escaping it. I was in love with him.
I was in love with a monster, but I didn’t care. My only concern now was how to tell him. A new wave of fear hit me. Not of my love for Andrei, but what had happened to me in the past. No one from my past was near me. Not my parents, certainly not my sister. No friends. No Nathan. Nothing. No one. I was all alone. Was it me? Was I unlovable? And that was what held me back. If I told Andrei what I felt, would it push him away?
No one else mattered to me in the past. They hadn’t touched my heart. I was in love with Andrei Belov, and to even think of him walking away shattered my heart into pieces.
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Andrei
“Well, we don’t need hard evidence to prove who’s responsible for providing the hit man,” Ivan said.
Edmund was not a guy to do his work by halves. After I got off the phone with him about Bethany, he’d gone and done some digging, had gone as far back as a year ago. When Bethany was engaged to me. Oleg and my ex-fiancée had been meeting up right under my nose. I didn’t care about the betrayal, not of Bethany fucking another man. What I didn’t like was the deception against Ivan.
All the information was right in front of me this whole time, but I’d been too focused on other details. Ivan’s death, the attacks. At the time when I was engaged to Bethany, I had to deal with her parents, as well as a fallout with the mafia. I’d been in Slavik’s territory, and that was when Oleg and Bethany had struck.
I had a feeling their plan was to kill me. Bethany was the malicious type. I’d figured she would have poisoned me, and with Oleg’s help, they’d have gained my territory. Framing the mafia in the process.
“Any word on Nathan?” Ivan asked.
“Not a word in two days,” I said, and even as I hated the son of a bitch for the close relationship he had with my wife, I also felt responsible for him being missing. The man was a trained, hardened hit man. Edmund had gone hunting for information on him, and even with him being in Oleg’s territory, he’d been able to find out that Nathan had been taken from one of the fighting rings.