Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“They’re nice enough.” I smile. “Black leather, red soles. Someone invests a small fortune in his wardrobe.”
He glances down even though the table blocks the view of his footwear. “You know I wasn’t referring to the shoes I’m wearing right now, but you obviously pay attention to every detail.”
“I’m a lawyer, remember?”
“As am I,” he says. “Which is why we need to discuss your recent theft spree.”
“It’s a spree now?” I can’t contain a chuckle. “I borrowed a pair of your shoes. I returned them a day later with absolutely no damage to them.”
“True.” He leans back slightly before picking up his glass to take a sip of what I suspect is whiskey. “You also stole my pride when you left.”
I shake my head. “What?”
“You fucked and fled, Abigail.” He clicks his tongue. “You left me feeling used.”
“I did not,” I protest with a grin. “We had fun, and I had to get home. There was no oral or written contract that suggested I’d stay until morning.”
“Oral.” He picks that one word out of everything I said. “Now, there’s an idea for a punishment we both will enjoy.”
Suddenly, his hand is on my thigh, and every rational thought in my head is gone.
He leans close enough that I can feel his breath coast over the skin of my neck. “Come home with me.”
I pull back enough that I can look into his eyes. “Now?”
“Soon.”
I glance at the glass in front of me. “Maybe. I don’t understand how oral is punishment, though.”
He moves to feather three soft kisses over my cheek. “I can be unrelenting. I’ll get you to the point where you’re pleading with me to stop eating you.”
“That’s not possible.”
“It is possible.” He finishes what’s left in his glass. “When you’re spent, I’ll crawl over you and feed you my cock. You want that, don’t you?”
I look into his eyes, and all I see is the same shameless desire I feel reflected back at me. I pick up the drink in front of me, down it one gulp, and then laugh. “Soda water. You ordered me soda water, Mr. Wells?”
“I want you sober when you suck me off, Miss Duvall.” His fingers leap to my chin to hold me in place. “I want you to remember every last detail of tonight.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Declan
“Fuck.” The word is etched with something I’ve never heard in my voice before. I don’t know if it’s desperation or maybe it’s goddamn need, but this woman and her mouth are driving me mad with desire.
Her eyelids flutter open. Her eyes do all the talking since she can’t speak. My cock is making sure of that.
I straddled Abby’s shoulders after I ate her to two orgasms.
She did indeed plead with me to stop. I did, but not before I slid a finger inside her tight channel.
She squirmed and slapped at my hand before her fingers pressed into mine to ride my hand to yet another release.
I rest a hand on the headboard to brace myself as I pump my cock between her pillow soft lips.
“Jesus,” I growl. “You know how to suck cock.”
A sound tries to escape her, but it only reverberates over my shaft, sending a pulse of need straight to my spine.
“I’m close,” I grind those two words out through clenched teeth. “I’m going to shoot on your tits.”
Her head shakes. I look down to see what she wants in her eyes.
I want that too, so I up the pace until I empty my load down her throat while she happily hums her way through it all.
“I like these.”
I turn to see Abby bending over to pick up something from the floor of my bedroom.
I’d prefer a view of her naked ass from this angle, but her breasts and smooth pussy will do just fine.
“I like those too.” I rest my arm behind my head. “Your tits are amazing.”
She cups the left one, running her fingertip over the barbell in her nipple. “I know. I consider them to be two of my ten best features.”
“Two of ten?” I huff out a laugh as my dick hardens again. “Name the other eight.”
“You name them,” she challenges as her hands fall to her waist.
“There are more than ten,” I say honestly. “You’re perfect.”
“I’m not,” she counters. “But I like me.”
“I like you too.”
That earns me a smile. “I also like these.”
I watch as she raises a hand to show me the foil package from the condom I slid on less than thirty minutes ago.
After she sucked me off, we both drifted off, but as soon as I was awake, I had her nipple in my mouth. Ten minutes later, I was sheathed and balls deep inside her snug little pussy.
“You like the condoms?” I question.
“They feel nice.” She flips the package over to read the front. “Llura. I’ve never heard of this brand.”