Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
With my bending over a little more, Kaz had a better angle. He seized the opportunity and relentlessly pounded into me.
“Oh!” I closed my eyes. “Kaz!”
He groaned, thrusting deeper. “I can’t get enough.”
I whimpered, “Baby!”
“It’s never enough.” He reached one hand around and grabbed my breast. The other hand went to my pussy, playing with my clit.
“Oh, my God.” I wound my hips, rocking with his rhythm. “Baby!”
A dark groan left him.
My mind got lost in the dirty, raw senses of our heated pleasure. The feel of his hard, fat cock pounding in my wet pussy. The sounds of slapping flesh and squelching wetness rose above the helicopter’s constant whirring blades and engine’s purring. The scents of our sweat and sex grew heavy in the air and mingled with the stench of burning fuel and oil.
I felt helpless in the most delicious way.
He slapped my ass, producing a stinging shock that sent shivers tingling up my spine.
My eyes popped open. “Oh!”
The glass had fogged in front of me.
His deep voice reverberated in my ears. “Are you going to cum for the Lion?”
I panted. “Yes.”
Slowing down those deep strokes, he rubbed my throbbing clit. “Come on my cock, mysh."
“God, yes!”
The helicopter jerked to the side as if the pilots lost control and we were close to crashing. I didn’t care. I drowned in the feel of Kaz rubbing my pussy from the front and pumping into me from behind.
Somewhere between my moans and his groans. I realized the helicopter was back on an even level. At least I assumed. I could barely pay attention due to the sensations rolling through my body. Hot pleasure burst through every cell within me, racing and spilling, peaking and crashing.
My orgasm overtook me.
“Baby!” I grasped at the foggy windows unable to get any grip. My fingers slipped around as I came hard, shaking and panting, moaning and whimpering. My whole body pulsed and convulsed. My toes curled.
“Yes, baby!” I bucked fast against him. “Oh!”
A primal groan left Kaz, telling me that he was coming too.
My name vibrated through the cabin. “Mysh!”
Soon, cum spurted inside my pussy, filling and making me hot and sticky.
“Mmmhmm.” I bit my lip, loving every second.
His cock left me.
Fast, he wrenched me back to him.
I almost shrieked as my back pressed against his heaving chest.
“Get dirty for me.” He rubbed his cock against my ass, spurting more hot semen on me. It sprayed on my skin, turning me on.
“Oh!”
Groaning, he fisted my hair again and sank his teeth into my shoulder. Pain and pleasure spread across my skin.
Jesus Christ!
I whimpered, “B-baby.”
When Kaz let go, he licked the teeth marks on my skin, but didn’t let go of my head. His hands remained fisted in my hair. He moved my view to him. “We marry tonight.”
I panted. “We don’t.”
“We find a church—”
“No, Kaz.”
Pouting, he released my hair and kissed where he bit me. “I want our marriage solidified. Fast.”
“And I want a well-thought out ceremony with our friends. Nice clothes. Amazing food, music, and drinks.” I gave him a sad smile. “Plus, your shoulder is still bleeding.”
He frowned at me. “This makes me angry.”
“Well, be angry, but pull your pants up.” I grinned. “It’s time to head back to the hotel.”
“I am not done fucking you!”
I blinked. “Kaz, I’m about to drop your spoiled ass out of this helicopter.”
A wicked smile hit his face. “I like when you threaten me.”
“You’re not supposed to like that.”
“Mysh, that was so good. I want to do it again.”
“I get it, but we have shit to do—”
“And Salvatore to torture.”
I tensed. Nervous energy zipped through me. I thought of my knives. My body buzzed with violence. “Yeah. . .so, if. . .”
Kaz raised his eyebrows. “Yes?”
“If. . .we have more than Salvatore left over. . .like more Mancuso survivors that aren’t killed. . .then. . .”
“You want to cut them too?”
I nodded.
“Then, so be it. Let us dance with your dark side this evening.” Kaz pulled his pants up, stuffed his cock back in them, went over to his seat, and collapsed against it. Next, Italian spilled from those sexy lips as he gave out orders to the pilots.
I quickly pulled my dress up over my breasts and down my legs. Then, I glanced at the pilots. Sweat dripped down their faces.
Either we had made the space hot as fuck or they were terrified.
Kaz said several things.
One nodded.
The helicopter stopped circling and headed away from the Mancuso’s burning wrecks.
Letting out a long breath, Kazimir leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and gripped his cock over his pants. “Don’t wipe that pussy up when we get to the hotel. Keep it dirty for the Lion.”
“I’m taking a shower.”
He turned his head my way and opened his eyes. “I want it filthy with my cum dried inside of it. Sticky and stinking.”