Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
She unhooked my towel with a smile, watched it drop to the floor, hers falling not far behind. Her body was fucking perfect. Slowly pushing me backwards, she pressed on my chest until I fell onto the bed. She straddled me and began placing kisses all over my chest, some pecks and some openmouthed ones, making my dick thicken beneath her.
With a sexy grin, she eased herself all the way down my body until her head was just over my hardness. She coyly licked at the tip, which made it to jerk from the sensation and releasing a growl from me.
“Woman, you have no idea what you do to me.”
“So I guess you like it when I do this?” she asked innocently with wide eyes before pulling my entire length into her mouth. I swear I felt my tip teasing her throat.
“Fuck yeah,” I groaned as I uncontrollably lifted my pelvis up to her.
She moaned as she began bobbing up and down, the wetness from her mouth running down my hardness. Her breasts were slapping my thighs in that melody that was only ours. Threading my fingers through her hair, I met her bobbing with my own body.
“Lia, I’m about to come. Please let me fuck you,” I begged as my dick quivered with the anticipation of my orgasm. I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
She angled her head down and swallowed my tip down her throat, causing my orgasm to erupt explosively. Shit, this woman is a damn dream, I thought as I emptied the rest of my climax.
Her green eyes were blazing as she swallowed and smiled, licking her lips after she pulled away from me. After blowing me a kiss, she turned and ran off, her ass bouncing, to her closet to dress, leaving me sweating and riding out the aftershocks of her little gift to me. I was never going to let this girl go. Never.
AFTER DRESSING AND eating a quick bowl of cereal, we retrieved the notes and headed toward my car. I locked all three locks behind us before we set off for the police station. Cale still wouldn’t let me read the second note or tell me anything about it. I glanced over at him in the passenger’s seat. He was staring out the window, deep in thought, tapping his foot wildly with a death grip on the messages. I frowned in fear of what that letter said. From the murderous look he’d had when he’d read it, I could only imagine its contents.
Pulling up to the station, he turned to look at me seriously. “Lia, I need to tell you something. Please don’t be mad at me for keeping it from you. I just didn’t want you to worry unnecessarily.”
My brows pinched together at his words, wondering what he could have possibly needed to keep from me.
“Yesterday, after I left your house, I called the delivery company. They have no records of a Sam ever working this area.” He grimaced, looking down. “Their records show a man named Jose Juarez as the person on this route. But, Lia, we know Sam is definitely not Jose,” he softly told me, grabbing my trembling hand.
Shit. This is not good.
I had made it three years after my abduction without any crazy incidents, and now, I had a freaking stalker. “No, no, no!” I shouted. My hands shook in equal parts fear and anger. It was frightening enough that he was just Sam the delivery guy leaving me harassing notes, but now, the revelation that this man had posed as someone he was not for so long had my heart racing like crazy.
Cale pulled my quivering frame to him and hugged me as if he meant to keep me safe in his arms forever.
“Let’s get this over with.” I tugged away from him and wiped a stray tear.
He tossed one more sad look my way before we got out and walked hand in hand into the police department.
Unfortunately, the police couldn’t do much with what little information we could give them. I provided them with the make and model of his car and a physical description, but that’s really all they had to go by.
On the way to the mechanic, Cale grabbed my hand, stroking it with his thumb. It was comforting as I tried to quiet the thoughts in my head.
What is so special about me that I could get myself abducted and then capture the attention of a stalker in a matter of a few years?
Did something about my personality scream victim?
I was pissed at always being the victim. As much as it was nice having someone like Cale to swoop in and save me, it still sucked feeling so weak.
When we arrived at the mechanic, Cale pulled our joined hands to his lips and kissed my hand. “Everything’s going to be okay Lia,” he assured me. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”