Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 64751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“The southside wharf, nine p.m. tomorrow tonight. Don’t be late. I’m not going to wait.”
“Fine,” he growls.
“Oh, and Ethan? Don’t even think about doing anything stupid. It won’t end well for you.”
With that, I hang up the phone.
Power floods my veins—it’s a feeling I’ve never had when I’ve been around him. It’s strength and resilience, it’s determination and pride. I feel like a person, an actual human being. Someone who has a say, who can stand up for what she believes in, who can do anything she sets her mind to.
With a triumphant smile, I glance at Western.
He nods.
Fury is scowling at me, but he doesn’t argue.
Bonnie steps up and puts her arm around my shoulder. “Well look at you.”
Indeed.
Just take a look at me now.
Ethan won’t know what hit him.
11
“Come on,” I murmur, running my mouth over Fury’s naked shoulder.
He’s sitting in his bed, and I’ve made myself at home on his lap. He’s angry, and I understand why, but I can’t have him frustrated with me all afternoon. Not when tomorrow night could go any type of way. Biting down on his flesh, he growls in response, his hand going to my hair where he tugs my head back so he can see my face.
“Quit fuckin’ biting me.”
“Not until you stop being angry at me.”
“You’re riskin’ your life, it’s not goin’ to happen.”
“I’m getting my life back so we can have a chance together.”
“I could do that for you,” he mutters, releasing my hair.
“Maybe,” I say, going back to his shoulder, gliding my tongue over it. “But I couldn’t live with that, and you wouldn’t be getting the best of me then. I need to do this my way if I’m to ever move on.”
“He deserves a fuckin’ bullet.”
Lifting my head, I meet his gaze. “Yes, he does, but it won’t be because I ordered it.”
“Don’t have to order it, I’ll do it without permission.”
I smile, leaning forward and pressing my mouth against his. “I have no doubt. Now come on, don’t make me beg for it.”
“You’ll be beggin’,” he murmurs, his voice less tense now.
Running a hand up, he glides it over my bottom before sliding it up my back. He kisses me back when I keep urging his mouth to part. I wrap my arms around his neck, rocking my pussy against his dick as I kiss him, deeper and deeper, until his dick turns rigid beneath me. Only then do I pull away.
Climbing off him, I scoot down and reach for his jeans, undoing them. Lifting his hips, he lets me pull them down until his cock springs free, hard and eager. Licking my lips, I look up at him before curling my hand around the thick shaft. His hiss of satisfaction spurs me on, and I lower down, enclosing my mouth around the tip. Fury’s hips jerk and his cock stretches my mouth wide as I lap at it, licking and sucking every hard inch.
“You better slow down,” he growls, “or this won’t last.”
“Maybe I don’t want it to,” I say softly, my lips swollen as I look up at him.
“If you’re goin’ on a damned suicide mission, then I’m goin’ to have that pussy once more.”
“So morbid.” I smirk, releasing his dick and pushing to my knees. “How do you want me?”
“I want you on your hands and knees so I can spank that pretty little ass for goin’ against me.”
I grin, reaching for my pants to shuffle them off. “Oh.”
Fury watches me undress, and when I’m before him naked, his eyes run over my body. “So fuckin’ curvaceous, your body does things to me.”
Considering he could have anyone he wanted, that’s a huge compliment.
“Fury?” I ask, when he kneels on the bed to bring his jeans down.
“Mmmm?”
“Spank me with your belt.”
His eyes flash, and then grow hungry with desire. “Are you sure?”
I nod. “So sure.”
With a pleased growl, he reaches for his jeans and pulls his belt off. Then, he nods at me to turn around. With a satisfied grin, I turn until I’m on my hands and knees, my bottom facing him. Approaching from behind, he runs his hands over the ample flesh before gliding one up and over my ribs, moving around to squeeze my breast. I moan with delight, and I can feel his cock against my bottom as his mouth comes down to my shoulder, and he begins kissing.
Shuddering, my entire body comes to life as he drags his mouth down my spine, until he reaches my bottom. There, he bites down hard on the flesh, causing a scream of pain to rip from my throat, followed quickly by a bolt of pleasure. My word, I’m sick, but I love it. I want more. Every burst of pain only turns me on, making my desire grow. It’s twisted, I know, but I can’t deny it.