Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
When she gives me a confused look, I lift her off the table and set her down. “We have my place to ourselves. I’m not fucking you here. I need to take my time with you.” I kiss her pouty lips once more and then walk over to the wall to flick off the lights so we can head out.
“This is really cool,” she says, eyeing the wall I painted years ago when we first bought the place. It’s the name of our shop, Forbidden Ink, graffitied, and to the right is a large gloved hand holding a tattoo gun. It’s painted 3D to look lifelike. “Did you draw it?”
“Yeah.” I nod, admiring the image.
“You’re so talented,” she says with awe in her voice.
“Talented enough to tattoo you?” I shoot her a wink and she rolls her eyes.
“Not a chance.” She scoffs. “I have a reputation to uphold.” She grabs a bag from the corner and hands it to me to carry. It must be her overnight bag. “Now, if you would’ve asked me earlier, while your tongue was”—she waggles her brows playfully—“down there…I probably would’ve agreed to let you do whatever you wanted to my body.”
“Good to know.”
I swing the door open so Celeste can walk out first, but when she walks by, she purposely rubs her hand along my still-hard dick. Gripping her wrist, I pull her back into me, swiping her hair to the side, so I can place a kiss to her neck. I don’t know what it is about this woman, but I’m fucking addicted. I can’t even go five damn minutes without needing to touch her in some way.
“Jase,” she says through a moan. “We’ll never make it to your place if you keep that up.”
After setting the alarm and locking up, we start walking down the sidewalk. I hit the unlock button on my key fob and my headlights flicker on and off.
“Is this your car?” Celeste asks as I pop open the trunk and toss her bag inside.
“It is.” I slam the trunk closed then walk over to open the door for her.
“It looks like one of those cars in that Fast and Furious movie.” She eyes the car further.
“You’ve seen those movies?”
“Nick made me watch one once.” She slides into the car, and I close the door once she’s all the way in. She puts on her seatbelt, and I start the car. When the V8 engine rumbles to life, Celeste’s brows rise, impressed.
“It’s a 1967 Chevy Camaro Z28,” I tell her, even though she probably has no clue what any of that means.
“It’s sexy.” She runs her hand along the dashboard as I pull out into the heavy city traffic to head home. “I’ve never been in a car like this before. It’s very…manly.” Her hand leaves the dash and lands in my lap.
“That’s because you date those rich twats,” I point out. “They prefer town cars and limos.”
She rubs the top of my pants, awakening my dick from its slumber. “True,” she agrees. “But I prefer a car like this.”
“Celeste,” I warn, “We’ll be at my place in twenty minutes.”
“I’m not sure I can wait that long.” She unlocks her seatbelt and edges closer to me. Her lips find my ear, and she licks the lobe before kissing down my neck—the entire time, she’s stroking my cock through my pants.
And then her hand dips into my jeans, under my boxers, and she squeezes my dick. A car pulls out in front of me, and I slam on my brakes. “Jesus, woman, you’re going to get us into an accident.”
“You’re the one driving.” She giggles into my ear. Her fingers grip my shaft, stroking me root to tip, and her mouth trails kisses along my jaw.
“Oh! I forgot to tell you. Giselle invited us to go on a yacht they’re renting. Want to go?” She’s talking to me like she doesn’t have her hands all over me. Meanwhile, I can barely think straight.
“Yeah, whatever you want.” I let out another groan. Fuck! We’re stuck in traffic. Damn New York!
Unable to handle another second of her touch without being able to reciprocate, I make a sharp right turn onto a side street. The alley is empty, but even if it was full of people, I wouldn’t give a fuck. After unbuckling my seatbelt, I push my pants and boxers down, and my dick springs free. Leaning over, I grab her hips and pull her on top of me, her legs landing on either side of my seat. Wanting to be inside her, and annoyed that her panties are in the way, I rip the thin material off her body and pull her down onto my hard length until I’m so deep inside her, I bottom the fuck out in her tight cunt. She releases a loud moan, and then with her arms wrapped around my neck, raises her body slightly and then lowers herself onto me once again.