Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
She’d asked about his broken relationship with Linc, but he didn’t regret not answering. If all he wanted to do was stick it to Linc, he’d have spilled the whole sordid story and dimmed her view of her oldest sibling. But he cared more about her feelings than taking down Linc in any sort of revenge scheme. That wasn’t in his nature. Torturing him a little? Sure. But that wasn’t why he wanted Chloe with him for now.
He cut off his thoughts as they approached the limousine and the driver hopped out to open the door and let them inside. Chloe slid in first.
“Please drive around until I let you know we’re ready to go home,” Beck instructed the man who was paid as much to be discreet as he was to chauffeur.
“Yes, sir.”
Beck climbed in and the door shut behind him. He immediately hit the button, closing the partition and choosing the opaque sheeting. Enclosed in luxury and silence, he turned to Chloe. She had a bad-girl gleam in her eye, and before he could consider his next move, she’d hiked up her dress and straddled him, her knees on either side of his thighs.
He slipped his hand between them, and his breath caught at the wetness he found there. “Jesus.”
She brushed her lips over his at the same time her hips rocked forward, her pussy grinding over the bulge in his pants, and his cock grew even harder. He hoped he could hold out and curled one hand into a fist. The minx repeated the motion, and a wave of desire flooded his system.
He closed his eyes and groaned. “I’m not going to survive until I’m inside you.”
She jerked at the sentiment. Was it his imagination or did his words make her even wetter?
“I have a solution to take the edge off,” she said in a husky voice.
“Yeah?” He pushed her hair off her shoulders and gathered the long strands in one hand. “And what would that be?”
She slid backwards, forcing him to release her hair as she dropped to her knees on the limo floor. Reaching up, she unhooked the button on his pants and eased the zipper over his aching cock. Her intent was more than he’d expected. Tonight was supposed to be about her.
Still, he lifted his ass, and she slid his pants and boxer briefs over his hips and pulled them down, settling herself between his parted legs. Then she lifted herself on her knees, wrapped her fingers around him, and slid her hand up and down his straining shaft.
He groaned at how good her warm grip felt and wasn’t surprised when a drop of pre-come pooled at the head. He closed his eyes to pull himself together, but when he felt the warm lap of her tongue, an animalistic sound escaped his throat.
Opening his eyes and looking down, he found her mouth wrapped around him, her eyes raised as she met his gaze. Needing to touch her and find some sort of control over a situation where, in reality, he had none, he wrapped his hand around her hair once more. As she began to suck him deep, he pulled on the long strands.
She moaned around his dick and it reverberated inside him.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered her, knowing he wasn’t going to last, not with those luscious lips enclosing him in wet heat.
He was vaguely aware of her free hand, which had been on his thigh, lowering to where he couldn’t see. But he heard the rustle of material and her sudden trembling sigh. He envisioned her fingers, coated in her juices, sliding over her clit and moving in small circles that aroused her.
His imagination melded with reality, and her body began to jerk, her mouth on his cock becoming less steady.
Knowing she was sliding her fingers over the lips of her sex, his own desire grew hotter, higher, and faster. His entire being drew taut. Suddenly she stilled and shook as she cried out, coming hard, his cock aching as he waited out her climax.
His hand moved from tugging her hair to sliding gently over the soft strands. And then she was back, slipping a hand around the base of his cock and pumping up and down in time to the suction of her mouth. He pulled on her hair as she moved, pumping his hips until his balls drew up and he was going to come.
“Princess, move,” he said, warning her, but she merely tightened her hold. Both her mouth and her hand gripped him harder, and she sucked him to the back of her throat.
Next thing he knew, all restraint was gone as his orgasm exploded, taking him over, pleasure filling him, as his long climax continued.
Not letting go, Chloe stayed with him, swallowing all he had to give and only releasing him when he collapsed against the back of the seat.