Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
I planted my feet against the rug, my knees far apart. My hands glided up her perky ass and across her smooth back, my eyes on her tits. I could feel her squeezing me harder than usual, could feel the tremors under my fingertips. “Beautiful, how do I feel?” I tilted her head and forced her to look at me, seeing the truth in her eyes so she couldn’t hide it.
“Perfect.” She ground against me slightly but didn’t start to move. Her arms hooked around my neck, and she rubbed her nose against mine. “You make me feel so…full.”
I slowly rocked against her, my cock moving through her wetness.
“You’re so big. So thick. So right. I’ve never…” She closed her eyes and started to move.
“Never what?” I pressed, my fingers digging into her ass.
She opened her eyes again, her lips parted with her deep breathing. “Never had such good sex.”
This wasn’t new information to me. I knew I was the best she’d ever had—because I was the best every woman had.
“Never had such a big man.”
I wanted to start fucking her, but I also wanted to hear every word she had to say. This queen was submitting to me willingly, telling me all the things I wanted to hear without asking.
“Never had such a strong man.” She fisted the back of my hair before she kissed me, her lips shaking with passion. She started to move up and down, pushing her slit over my dick to the base before she rose again.
I dragged her pussy up and down as I kissed her, burying myself deep inside her and making it my permanent residence. She came all the way over here because she wanted the action. She could have any man she wanted, but she kept screwing a man she hated. Her lips trembled for me, her pussy constricted. She reached the clouds and hit heaven when I was inside her, knowing no other man would make her feel this high.
A woman wouldn’t make me feel this high either.
I guided her up and down and enjoyed her fucking me, her sexy tits grazing against my chest as she moved. My feet pushed against the ground slightly as I raised my hips into her. I didn’t have to do anything at all if I didn’t want to—since this woman was doing all the fucking. I had the most beautiful woman in the world screwing me right on the couch, a woman who could have any man she wanted. With supermodel looks and the attitude of a queen, she was a woman a cut above the rest—but she was there with me.
She talked about her future husband and kids, not realizing they would never exist.
Because I would never let her go. Not now—not ever.
She lay on my chest, her tits pressed against me and her body weightless. Her long hair was everywhere, spread across my chest, my arm, and my neck. Her shampoo smelled like vanilla, and her perfume smelled like cherries. One leg was wrapped around mine, and she was completely at peace, her entire body relaxed as we lay in my bed together.
I stared out the window and to the city beyond, looking at the beautiful lights that shone in the darkness. Tuscany was just beyond, a backdrop of darkness because there were so few lights. I wasn’t tired because I was usually awake at this time of night, working at the casino. But Carmen was on a regular schedule, waking up early and going to bed at a reasonable hour.
My phone started to vibrate on my nightstand. It was Ronan.
It was probably important, so I shifted her off me without waking her, then got out of bed. I grabbed the phone and walked into the living room before I took the call. “What’s up, Ronan?”
“We’ve got a problem. Just found out one of the guys skimmed a chip.”
A chip in the casino was worth ten thousand dollars—basically nothing.
“The cameras caught him sliding it into his pocket, taking it from the dealer when he looked away for a nanosecond. Since it’s such a small offense, I’m not sure what to do. It’s not like he tried to clean out an entire drawer.”
I walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, standing in my boxers and looking down at the city I owned. It didn’t matter if it was one chip or a million—he broke the law. “He goes in the ring.”
Ronan was quiet for a moment. “He’s got two kids.”
“Don’t give a shit. Everyone knows the rules. He was aware of the ramifications when he paid his membership.”
“Maybe we can just give him a warning—”
“No.” I clenched my jaw, furious that my brother was too soft for his own good. “Every crime is punished to the same degree. It keeps everyone in line. It’s the only thing stopping pandemonium from breaking out. If you want these men to respect us, they need to fear us. No crime is excusable. I don’t give a shit if he stole a penny or a million dollars. I don’t care that his kids will be orphans. If he gave a damn about his family, he wouldn’t have risked everything for a goddamn chip.”