Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 129998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
I come on his fingers with his skilled tongue expertly rolling over my clit while I bite down on my lip to force myself not to scream out his name. His mom and ratty sisters are home and judging from the sound of the vacuum in the dining hall adjacent from the living room, I'd dare say my mom is also too close for comfort.
Colton grins and I feel it against my skin and then all too soon, his head pops back up from between my legs, his lips shimmering with my arousal. He crawls up between my legs until his lips are pressing down on mine and his heavy cock is resting against my pussy.
He reaches down between us and keeping his lips on mine, he guides himself inside of me, taking it slow as though he already knows that yesterday’s wildness has left me sore.
His fingers tangle with mine, squeezing them tight as he leisurely slides in and out, taking me deeper with each thrust. He doesn’t dare stop kissing me until we come together, keeping as quiet as we can.
Colton pulls back ever so slightly so he can look down and meet my eyes. “I hope you know what you’re getting into,” he tells me with confidence, a beaming smile tearing across his face. “I plan on waking up like that every fucking day of my life.”
“With your lips on my pussy or cock deep inside of me?”
His eyes shimmer with elation. “Both,” he grins.
“Promise that you’ll make it that fucking good every single day and you’ll have yourself a deal.”
Colton grabs my waist and flips us so that I hover above him, my hair dancing down around us like a thick curtain concealing us from the rest of the world. “Interesting,” he says, his eyes still shimmering and making everything inside of me swell with happiness. “I took you for the kind to drive a hard bargain.”
“Good point,” I laugh. “I should remember not to make deals with you while I’m in a post-orgasm fog.”
“Sorry, Jade,” he grins, pushing my hair back behind my ear to see me better. “It’s a done deal, but it won’t just be good, it’ll be fucking incredible.”
“Is that a promise?”
“When it comes to you and me, it’s a guarantee.”
My swollen lips drop back to his and just as the idea sparks to return the favor and I start crawling down his body towards his very hard dick, the massive TV screen steals the spotlight.
Both our heads whip toward it as the breaking news hits the screen with the too-pretty for her own good reporter standing outside a massive estate in the bright morning sun. “It was only minutes ago that the police raided the DeCarlo estate and son of Vincent DeCarlo, 28-year-old, Lorenzo DeCarlo was arrested. The details are still unclear but from what little information we’ve been able to gather, Lorenzo is being questioned as the mastermind behind one of the biggest crime syndicates the Northern Hemisphere has ever seen.”
I suck in a gasp and climb off Colton as our attention becomes solely glued to the screen.
The reporter continues. “At this point in time, it is believed that Lorenzo DeCarlo was involved in gun-trafficking and illicit drug manufacturing. More details to come.”
The camera pans to the estate to where cops are flooding through the doors of the property and bringing out boxes upon boxes of evidence while I sit here with my mouth hanging open.
An amused chuckle has my gaze flicking toward Colton. “Did you know he was involved in this shit?”
His eyes sparkle and the way his lips pull up into a devilish smirk tells me that he knows a shitload more than he’ll ever let on. “I might have heard a few things along the grapevine.”
I narrow my eyes at the man I’m very quickly falling in love with. “Did you have something to do with this?” I question, hooking my thumb toward the screen and recalling the exact moment Colton stood in this very room with Vincent DeCarlo and vowed to take down each of his sons and then leave the old man for last.
He shrugs his shoulders. “Don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says, his smirk not budging one bit. “The cops have been looking into Lorenzo for years now, they just lacked a little … proof. What can I say? It’s not my fault that video footage from their break in just happened to land on one of the only good cop’s in Bellevue Springs’ computer showing exactly what they needed to put him away for the rest of his life.”
My mouth drops as I stare at him in awe. “Hmm, strange,” I say, taking on the same devilish smirk. “I wonder how that could have happened.”
“Like I said, it’s a mystery to me.”