Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 61082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Yes, darling.” His gaze meets mine again, and it’s hungry.
“How does it look from down there?” I ask, feeling how wet I am for him.
“Fucking marvelous.” I insert a finger into myself while he lies there motionless and clutch my breast with the other hand.
“Joey.”
“Darling.”
“Would you like me to sit on your face?”
“Fuck yes.” He growls, reaching for my legs and gliding his fingers up my thighs. He grabs my ass to pull me down slowly, letting me lower myself at my own pace. When I get to my knees, he lifts to meet me like he’s starved and makes me come with his mouth.
What a fucking mouth it is.
SIXTEEN
JOEY
If God created perfection with the devil, made someone so magnificent in every way yet so fucked-up, it would be her.
She is a mixture of both.
My redemption and my sin.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
But like a fool, I can’t help myself.
I need her like air.
I want her like the heat of a fire.
And I’ll take her as the flames take life.
She sits on my cock with no hesitation whatsoever, as if I were made for her.
Maybe I was.
Pity our life is so fucked-up.
She has a kid.
I don’t want kids.
She is married.
I thought I was married to her.
So many fuck-ups, yet here I am, letting her ride my cock like it’s her lifeline.
It’s a damn good lifeline, that’s for sure.
I feel her squeeze around me, and her hands come down and smother my face. Then, she slips her fingers into my mouth, just two, and I wrap my lips around them and suck while she continues to ride my cock.
Fuck, she’s a goddess.
She tightens when she comes, screaming my name like a prayer. Her fingers leave my lips, and she falls forward, her mouth finding mine and kissing me as she rides it out. I grip her hips, not letting her slow down as I start to move her body for her. Moaning into the kiss, she takes my bottom lip and bites as she comes again.
I come not long after her, and the minute we are done, she collapses on my chest, not moving.
My cock is still in her cunt. Her sweet, beautiful cunt.
“Joey,” she breathes against me.
“Yes?”
“I like fucking you.”
“I love fucking you,” I reply, wiping her hair from her face. “Let’s not change that.”
“Okay,” she agrees tiredly, and after a few breaths, she gets up and proceeds to dress while I watch her, stuck to the floor, not wanting to move from this space.
“It’s officially christened,” she jokes, her dress strap sliding up her shoulder.
“Not everywhere,” I tell her with a shrug. I can already think of at least ten other spots where I’d like to take her.
She raises a brow at my words.
“You bought me a bookstore,” she says as she pulls her sweater back on. “And I still owe you half a million.”
“I did.” I nod, finally getting up. “And you do.” She watches me slide on my trousers.
“Normal people don’t buy their ex a bookstore.”
“Is that what we are? Exes?” I question. I think part of me will always view her as my wife.
“Yes. I see no other way to put it. And I think you’ve said as much.”
“Hmm…”
She glances at her watch and then back to me. “I have to go. I have to pick up Jerome.”
“I have to work,” I tell her, stepping to the door. When she gets to me, she stops.
“This is going to get messy. You realize that, right?” Adora licks her lips. Fuck, I want to be the one licking those lips. Every. Single. Day.
“Tomorrow, meet me at Jake’s,” I tell her, and her brow furrows.
“You want to go back there?”
“Yes.” I don’t even bother denying I enjoy that place. She should very much know that. “Is that an issue for you?”
She starts to shake her head. “No, no, it’s just—”
“Jake got you out of there,” I remind her.
“Yes, and his place of business was nice, considering what it is.”
“It’s a place where people can fuck and fill their desires without judgment. Do you not have desires?” I ask, stepping closer.
“You’ve pretty much ticked every box.”
“Have I?” I lift her chin with my fingers to see those whiskey-colored eyes that hold me hostage.
“I don’t crave anyone else when I’m with you, so I would say yes.”
I lean into her lips without kissing them, whispering into them as they part. “No other desires? Don’t want to be tied up?” I wait for a response, but she gives me nothing. “Blindfolded?” She sucks in a breath, and I step away from her. “Until next time, darling.”
Her eyes follow me as I walk out, and it takes everything in me not to look back at her.
SEVENTEEN
ADORA
Jerome loves the school, which is a relief. I want him to be happy here. Even if it means sacrificing myself, I will make him happy. I’ve done it before, and I will do it again because that’s what you do for someone you love.