Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“You mean under you?” I say, because it’s either be sarcastic or cry, his words touched me in so many ways.
“Take it as you will, pet. Can we finish your massage now?” he asks, pushing just past the brink of my opening. I don’t say another word, but smile, knowing I’m about to get myself a happy ending as he thrusts into me.
God, I love his massages.
Two days later…
Damien
“I dread having to see them in class.”
“Who?” I ask, sliding my tongue down her breastbone. Her skin is smooth as silk and I can’t get enough of it.
“Sylvia and her gang,” she replies, followed by a sad sigh.
The name makes me cringe. Any mention of that little twit sends a fireball of anger up my spine. My blood instantly boils. If I could snap her little neck and get away with it, I would.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of her.” I drop down to her taut belly when her fingers tangle into my hair, brushing against my scalp.
“Wait. What do you plan on doing?”
Ruining her entire being. She won’t get away with what she’s done. “I just plan on having lunch with the dean of the university. He’s a close friend of mine, not to mention a member, and I plan on having a friendly conversation about a student who attends his college.”
She throws me off her and sits up. She’s so damn sexy when she pouts. “Nooooo way. You’re just gonna make it worse for me. You don’t get it. She’s vile. She’ll find a way to—”
I’m back in her personal space, putting my finger over her cute swollen lips. The quick flashback of them around my cock earlier has me swelling in my briefs. “No one fucks with what’s mine. Better get used to it.”
“Yeah, but—”
“No one.” I get back down to business and jerk her hips forward, making her fall back on the mattress. I place my mouth over her naked flesh, my tongue stroking her clit. She’s beautiful. Everywhere. I lick at her already building juices as my cock jolts at the thought of being so far inside her. I shove my tongue inside her cunt just as my phone alerts me to a text.
My spine stiffens.
The notification sound is the one I set for Kade. I left him in charge of the club and told him to contact me only if there was trouble. Jensen’s little moans distract me, and I ignore the text. My thick finger finds her entrance, and I begin to tease her. Every sound she makes turns my cock to stone. I’m so hard, I doubt I’ll get much farther before I’m shoving myself inside her. I take two fingers and slide them—
Ding.
“Fuck.”
“What, is everything okay?”
I take a quick nip at her sweet cunt and pull away. “Yeah, gotta check that. It’s about the club and might be important.” I sit up, regretting my decision the moment I catch Jensen’s glossed over eyes. They’re filled with lust, my little naughty pet. Kade better have a damn good reason for interrupting me or he’s gone.
I get up and search for my phone, making sure my dick doesn’t knock anything over in the process. Fuck, I should just fuck her first. Grabbing it off the TV stand, I look at the message.
Kade: We have a problem.
His second text is an attachment. A few snapshots of Fredrick and Patricia. What the fuck are they up to? I zoom in to see there’s a third person with them. I hit call. “What the fuck is this? When were these taken?”
“About twenty minutes ago,” Kade replies. “And it doesn’t look good. They’re up to something. I know the guy to the right. He’s a heavy hitter in the real estate industry. But not the legal kind. If they’re meeting with him, they’re planning to strong-arm a sale. And by strong-arm, I mean do whatever possible to get what they want.”
That son of a bitch.
I look at the time. It’s well past one in the morning. “Are they still there?” I ask, walking and grabbing my slacks.
“Yeah, they’re sittin’ tight.”
I throw my legs into my pants and grab for my shirt. “Do they suspect anything?”
“That I’ve notified you? Nah. I had a chick hand me my phone, so it looked like I was giving directions to someone. Which means I gotta drop off here quickly.”
“I’m on my way in. Let me know if they leave.” I hang up and shove my arms into my shirt. The sale of the club happens in less than two weeks. Everything is in place. What the fuck are they up to? They clearly want me to know by meeting at my club. Fredrick knows how it works. My employees are trained to notify me of anything suspicious. This meeting would be no different. They want me to know.