Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
“All the way,” I command, feeling her mouth take more of my cock. “Fuck, that’s it, just like that. Good girl.”
She glides up and down, licking every hard inch. When she gets to the tip, she runs her tongue around the bell end and I nearly cum in her mouth.
Gripping her hair tighter, I pull her up a little. “I said suck it clean, angel. I didn’t say to make me cum in your mouth. I think I’m going to have to spank you for that.”
“Just a little longer,” she whines, and I look down to see her big eyes pleading with me.
“We’re almost home, so just a second.”
She doubles her efforts this time, like she’s trying to get me off. I grit my teeth as I turn into our neighborhood, and pray I can hold out just another second.
“Oh, you’re so getting spanked,” I promise, and she giggles with her mouth full of cock. “Sit up, Thea. We’ve got cameras coming up.”
The words are enough to get her to stop playing, and she sits up, licking her lips and giving me a wicked smile. I tuck my cock away as I pull into the driveway and up to the front of the house.
When I park, I go around to the other side of the car and open her door, yanking her out and pulling her up into my arms.
“The devil doesn’t grin with that much evil,” I say as we pass the entrance and some of the staff. I carry her straight up to bed and kick the door closed behind us. I toss her on the bed, and she laughs right before I grab her ankle and pull her to the end of the bed. “Bend over. You’re about to get it.”
“I think you mean this as a threat,” she says, sliding off her dress slowly, then taking off her underwear, too. “But telling me you’re going to spank me or make love to me isn’t exactly punishment.”
She’s right, but I’m not about to tell her that.
I watch as she comes to the edge of the bed and bends over, spreading her legs. She looks back at me over her shoulder and eyes me with invitation.
“Fuck,” I groan at the sight of her. Her round ass up in the air, ready for me. I don’t know where to start, but I’ve got all the time in the world.
“I want the Kingpin,” she says, and winks at me.
This woman not only has me by the heart and soul, but she’s got me by the balls, too. I’m okay with that, though. Because the more ways I’m wrapped around her, the better.
“Be careful what you ask for,” I say, moving behind her and sliding my cock into her wet opening. “You just might get it.”
“Forever?” she asks on a moan when I thrust all the way inside.
“And ever,” I reply, kissing her shoulder as I work my thick cock in and out of her.
“I love you, Salvatore.”
“I love you, too, angel.” I wrap one arm around her waist while the other slips between her legs. “And I can’t wait to love the family we make.”
Epilogue
Thea
Four years later…
“Can I help you, ma’am?”
I look up to see the young clerk standing closer than I realized. I was too busy reading the back of the book to notice someone had walked over.
“No, I’m fine thank you,” I say. I give him a polite smile and move a little away from him and put the book at my side.
“That’s a great book if you’re thinking about reading it. The author has a great way of giving details without making it boring.”
I look up at him and raise an eyebrow. I’m currently holding a copy of Mounted by the Bear, the seventh book in a shifter series I’m dying for. I doubt this guy has any clue what book I’m here for.
“Go away.” I hear the deep rumble of my dear husband from behind the clerk and I have to bite back a smile.
“Yes,” he says and moves quicker than I expected for someone his size.
“Thanks for that,” I say, walking to where Salvatore is standing. “It’s embarrassing enough buying a paperback of this book. I don’t need some kid trying to shame me.”
“Did he give you any shit?” His eyes narrow in the direction he went in.
“No, I think he was trying to impress me with his knowledge of literature. I’m not sure. Either way, I’m ready to go. Are you?”
“I got you a smoothie. I’ll take your book and check out for you,” he says, leaning down and kissing me on the neck before taking my book and handing me my fruity beverage.
I love that he’s not embarrassed by what I like to read. And he’s willing to do it for me so I don’t have to turn beet red at the checkout.