Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
"You'll never be half the man I am, Viper. Mark my words."
"Goodbye, Lyon."
"I'm not done with you," he says, but I shut the door in his face.
I groan, rubbing my forehead.
"Viper, are you okay?" I look up to see Iris and Rosa staring at me.
"Fine, thanks. Let's get out of here."
"Right." Iris glances at Rosa. "Are you coming with us?"
"No, I've got to stay here. Keep the peace with these new changes, you know."
"Okay. Well, see you tomorrow, I guess."
"Yep." Iris and I leave the club, and get into my car.
"You have a place where we can go?" she asks.
"Yeah."
"Okay. Let's go." As we drive away, the club disappears in the distance.
The city lights are dimmed, and the streets are dark.
"Where are we going, Viper?"
"To my place."
"Oh."
"Don't worry. I'm not going to make another move on you."
"What if I wanted you to?"
"Iris—"
"Never mind," she mumbles.
I don't reply.
I focus on the road and try not to think about the tempting woman next to me.
The woman I want to claim.
The woman who's mine, even if she doesn't know it yet.
I take the turn off the main road, and we wind down the familiar back roads.
"Viper."
"Hmm?"
"What happened back there?"
"With Lyon? Don't worry about it."
Her tone drops an octane. "I'm worried. I don't want you to get hurt. He's dangerous."
It's cute she's worried about me, even if she doesn't have to be. "He's not going to hurt me, Iris."
"He's crazy."
"Maybe."
"Why did you buy the club?"
I don't have to answer her, but I do. "Because it's my territory now."
"So, why do you want a strip club? How does having a strip club help you?"
"It doesn't.. I just want the area. Truth of the matter is, it didn't matter what fucking business was here, I was going to buy it."
"But why?"
Damn, the woman doesn't give up, does she?" I'm building a new crew, and we're going to take over the whole damn city."
"Viper, that's crazy… you got out not long ago. Are you sure you want to open the same can of worms again?"
"It's the hard truth, Iris. You don't have to be part of it, though." I glance at her as I drive. "If you don't want to."
Her hand slides on my thigh and I suck in a sharp breath. "I'm already part of it."
"Fuck." I hiss.
"Do you want me to move my hand?"
"No." I cover her hand with mine, and press it harder into my thigh.
She smiles.
Iris bites her lip, and her fingers tighten.
I groan, trying to focus on the road and not on her hand inching its way up my thigh.
"Viper, what's the matter?"
"You're teasing me."
"So? I thought you liked it."
"I do." I grit my teeth as her hand gets dangerously close to my erection.
"How much longer until we get there?"
"A few more minutes."
"Okay." Her palm wraps around my cock, and she squeezes gently.
"Fuck."
"Can I touch you?"
"Yeah. Yeah, you can touch me."
She starts stroking my cock through my pants, and I nearly lose control.
"Jesus, Iris."
"Is this okay?"
"Fuck, yes."
"Good. Because I want to touch you. I want to make you feel good."
"Keep doing what you're doing."
"Like this?"
"Yeah. Just like that." She rubs me, squeezing and stroking.
I swerve, nearly hitting a curb.
"Maybe we should wait until we get there," she suggests, pulling her hand away.
"No. Put it back."
"Viper."
"Do as I say, Iris."
She slides her hand back on my leg, and I continue driving.
"I'm not going to touch you. Not yet."
"Please, Viper. I need to touch you."
"Didn't say you couldn't." I smirk, keeping my eyes on the road.
"But—"
"Keep stroking, baby. Make me feel nice." She hesitates for a moment, but then she's back on my cock, stroking and squeezing. "Good girl. That's it."
"Oh God."
"Feels good, doesn't it? Having your hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me like that."
Iris meets her eyes with mine once more. "Yeah."
"That's how it'll be when I'm inside you. Fucking you, filling you, stretching you. You'll beg for more. And I'll give it to you. Every inch."
"Fuck. Oh fuck."
"Don't stop, Iris. Keep going." I pull into the last crossroads before the house. Two minutes left. "Actually, take your hands off."
Iris begs me. "Viper, please."
"Off, Iris. Now."
She pulls her hands away.
"We're almost there. You're doing good. So fucking good. Almost done."
"Good," she says. "Because I need you."
I make the last turn, and the house comes into view.
"Take your panties off. Throw them out the window."
"What? Are you serious?"
"I'm dead fucking serious. Take them off."
"Fine. Fuck." She wiggles her hips, and I watch her from the corner of my eye.
She lifts her dress up and shimmies out of her panties.
They're soaked.
"Good girl. Now throw them out the window."
"Viper, we're in a residential neighborhood."
"You're mine, Iris. No one will question it."
"Oh fuck," she breathes.
"Throw the panties out."
She opens the window and tosses her panties into the bushes. "Fine."
"Good girl. We're almost there. Stay nice and wet for me."