Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 83872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“I love seeing you on your hands and knees like that,” I whispered, kissing the nape of her neck softly.
She turned around and buried her face against my chest. “I’ll gladly do it again, but right now, I want to sleep,” she said softly, her words slurred, her breaths slowly evening out.
I held her tighter as her breathing completely evened out, giving away that she was out for the rest of the night. I smiled, kissing the top of her head. After so fucking long, I finally had Amelia right where I wanted her.
17
Amelia
It had been three weeks since Drake took Holly and Lilly. I had been keeping in touch, making sure that he kept true to his word. So far, it seemed like he was. Every time that I spoke to Holly, she seemed happy, and Lilly was definitely being taken care of. I hadn’t expected anything less from Drake, but I had to be sure.
My phone went off in my back pocket, and I answered it without bothering to look at the caller ID. “Amelia speaking.”
“Do you think your crew can ride up here? I think we’ve got a war on our hands, and we need help,” Drake said, skipping past all of the normal pleasantries.
Well then. No hey. No hi. Just an immediate request.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “I don’t have a problem with it, but I’ll have to talk to Cole about it since he’s the president,” I told him.
“Get back to me.”
I hung up and walked down the hall to the room Cole and I now shared, which was originally just my room. I walked inside to find him still asleep on the bed. Fuck, he was hot as hell. He was naked right down to his birthday suit and flat on his stomach, leaving his perfect, round ass for me to see since he had tossed the blankets aside. I could see the muscles in his back flex with each inhale and exhale of his lungs. Cole was absolute perfection.
And all mine.
I sat down on the bed and gently shook him awake. “Cole,” I said quietly.
“Mmm,” he groaned back in response. He cracked an eye open and looked at me. “What’s wrong, babe?”
“Drake needs us to ride up to his crew. He says he’s in the middle of a war, and he needs our help,” I informed him, letting my fingertips run over his hard, muscular back.
Cole sighed and rolled over. My eyes trailed over his hard, toned chest and his rock hard six pack. My eyes stopped at his dick, and I bit my lip. It hardened almost instantly, and Cole sighed. “It’s so fucking sexy when you bite your lip like that,” he muttered softly, closing his eyes.
I leaned down and took him into my mouth. Cole groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair, tugging on the strands, his hips flexing up to push himself farther to the back of my throat. “Fuck, Amelia. Christ.”
I bobbed my head up and down, sucking hard and fast, knowing that was how he loved it. When he came, I swallowed all of his cum. Cole quickly pulled me up, and his lips met mine. “Shower with me?” he asked softly, running the pad of his thumb over my lower lip.
I shook my head at him. “I would love to, but I was busy when Drake called. I need to head back out to the barroom,” I told him.
Cole arched an eyebrow at me. “What were you doing?” he asked, sitting up and stretching.
I sighed and stood up, grabbing a ponytail holder and pulling my hair into a side ponytail. “I’m trying to get everyone to clean up their puke and trash. This place will be fucking spotless by the time I get done laying into all of them,” I muttered. When I had walked out into the barroom and seen the fucking mess that morning, I had practically flipped my shit.
Cole stood up and pulled me against him, kissing me again. “I’ll be out there as soon as possible.” He rubbed my belly which was starting to stick out a little more. He said he noticed it way before I did, but Cole knew my body ten times better than I did. Now, it was big enough to be noticed by everyone that looked at me.
“Don’t stress out too much,” he reminded me, a slight warning in his voice.
I nodded and walked back out to the barroom. Everyone was back to sitting around on their asses, playing on their phones. “Just because I left the fucking room doesn’t give you a goddamn reason to sit on your fucking asses again! Why aren’t you all fucking cleaning up your fucking messes?!” I screamed, making them jump up to their feet.
“Go fuck off. You shouldn’t even be the VP. The only woman we listen to around here is Katie,” one of the men sneered at me.