Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
I’ve been rubbing myself against her for the last fifteen minutes with no response from her. I know she’s awake. Her breathing changed ten minutes ago, and her body is stiffer than an unconscious person would be. I guess she thinks she’s fooling me, but she has to understand that I’m a trained professional. I make a living by being able to read people and understand each situation that I put myself into.
Last night was a fluke I pray never happens again. Had there not been other guys there last night, Wrench would have killed me. He would have realized he missed his mark with the first shot, and he would have recalculated and corrected the problem.
I close my eyes briefly to get the thoughts of it out of my head. I have better things to worry about this morning than analyzing what went down last night. I’ll debrief with my men later, and I’m sure to catch hell from Shadow. He already started in on me last night, but I waived him off because I needed to get to Emmalyn. I’ve only postponed his concern.
We didn’t bother getting dressed when we got out of the shower a few hours ago. I know she’s tired and would love to sleep, but the light streaming through the high window is confusing my circadian rhythm.
There is only one thing in the world that feels better than her skin covering every inch of my chest. The better thing is what I’m looking for this morning, and her coyness right now is preventing that from happening.
“Keep pretending to be asleep, Darlin’ and I’m going to stick this cock in your ass.” She gasps and I grin against the back of her neck.
I lift her leg over my hip, opening her up so my hand can roam over her sex. I’ll never get tired of the way her juices feel coating my fingers.
“So wet already? You’ve been awake for a while, Em.” She moans loudly when I sink two fingers inside of her.
“Who do you think woke you up,” she says with a gasp.
“Little devil,” I say and nip at her bare shoulder.
Her hips begin to rotate and hitch back and forth. I could come easily this very second as she fucks my fingers. I scoop an arm under and cup her breast, my thumb and forefinger pinching her already hardened nipple.
“Is this really how you want to come, Darlin’?” I’m hard as a rock, and my cock is cussing me to no end for not already being buried deep inside of her.
“The first time,” she answers as her core clamps down on my hand and throbs against my fingers.
Pulling my fingers from her drenched center, I quickly clean them with my mouth and smack her ass cheek. My body stiffens immediately when I realize what I just did. I’m about to pull away and apologize, but she reaches behind her and grips my cock in her tiny hand.
“Again,” she pants.
I know it’s all kinds of fucked up, and there may need to be some therapy for both of us in the future, but at the moment who am I to deny the woman what she’s begging for?
I give her what she wants only, this time, my smack is more playful. I pull my hips back and out of her hand so I can line myself up to her entrance. As much as I want to slam into her, I don’t. I slowly glide myself into her heat. I just smacked her ass twice. That’s right, I struck an abuse survivor on the ass in the heat of the moment.
When she whispers, “Stay with me.” I know she can tell I’m too much into my own head. We’ll have to discuss this later but for now me, her, and her tight heat are the only concerns for us.
“Jesus, Em. Grip me.” I slide easily in and out of her. My arms are wrapped completely around her, clutching her to my chest. Her hands are gripping my arms, and we couldn’t get closer if we tried.
“Play with your clit, Em.” I’m begging at this point. You’d think after the numerous times we’ve made love that I’d have more stamina, but I don’t. The closeness of her body, the way my heart beats for her, takes me near the edge before I even sink inside of her.
She releases her grip on my arms and begins to swipe her fingers over her clit. Less than a minute later, she’s screaming my name, and her body is greedily convulsing on my cock. I see stars before my eyes when my orgasm finally hits.
“You’re mine, Emmalyn,” I whisper against her back.
“I’m yours,” she agrees softly.
“Forever, Emmalyn.”
“Forever sounds really good.”
***
Breakfast in the clubhouse feels oddly normal considering two men were killed inside less than eight hours ago. Everyone is excited that the lockdown has been lifted and are talking animatedly about what their plans are next. I cut my eyes to Emmalyn when Snapper asks her about the plans for the strip club. Emmalyn grins shyly but nods her head in confirmation.