Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 93699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“Am I getting arrested?”
“Huh?”
“Why are you asking so many questions all of a sudden?” She swayed back and forth. “Ask me to guess how many fingers you’re holding up next. It’s been a while since I played that game.”
“Tatiana, what’s going on?”
“Four fingers.” She giggled like a child. “Is that right?”
I pulled out my phone and called Ryan.
“Yes sir?” he answered on the first ring.
“What the hell is wrong with my wife?”
“She’s drunk and high, sir,” he said. “She bought a huge bag of weed Krispies and brownies from a dispensary after the brunch. I got her out of the public eye once I saw her eat five in a row.”
“Thank you.” I hung up and shook my head at Tatiana.
Gently grabbing the hem of her shirt, I pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor.
I stared at her red lace bra, trailing a finger against the silver clasp before unhooking it.
“I loved the way you used to suck on my breasts,” she said. “I still think about that when I need to get off.”
“Good to know.” I pushed her back further onto the mattress and pulled off her pants.
“What’s the meaning behind this black heart tattoo on your hip?” I asked, staring at it. “Was it something you got with someone else you dated?”
“Ha!” She laughed. “It’s an unfinished project that I’ll probably never complete. The heart was my way of fixing it.”
“Interesting.” I ran my hand between her smooth legs, gently tugging at the bow on the side of her see-through panties. Pulling them off, I tossed them on top of her pants.
I tugged on the edge of the blanket to cover her, but she grabbed my hand.
“I would like that reminder you offered to me in New York,” she said.
“Excuse me?”
“When you said you loved the taste of my pussy.” She moved my hand between her thighs, pressing down on my fingers until they touched her wet slit. “I’ve always loved the feel of your mouth on it, and I’ve lay in this bed every night wishing I could feel it again.”
“Tatiana,” I said, looking into her eyes, “What did I tell you when we first got married?”
“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”
“Before that.” I smiled. “In the chapel.”
“You said, I do.”
“No. I said, don’t start anything you’re not ready to finish.” I pressed my thumb against her clit. “Remember?”
She nodded, spreading her legs a bit wider for me. “Finish…”
Without hesitation, I moved onto the mattress and pressed my palms against her thighs.
Darting my tongue against her clit, I blew against it before sucking it between my lips.
“Fuck…” I groaned. Her taste was still capable of driving me wild.
I leaned back and pulled my shirt over my head before burying my head between her legs.
“Oh my god, Travissss…” She threaded my hair between her fingers, trying and failing to control my pace, but I had no desire to go slow; It’d been far too long.
She arched her back as I devoured her again and again, loving the taste of her coming apart under my mouth’s control.
When I was certain she couldn’t take anymore, I steadied her body until she stopped shaking. Then I pressed a kiss atop her thighs and covered her body with a sheet.
Speechless, she stared at me for a long time. She looked as sexy as she did the first time I devoured her in my car.
“Are you going to tell me what you said about me at the brunch, or make me wait?” I asked.
“You asked about my tattoo, so you must know already.” She closed her eyes, leaving me hanging for an explanation again.
Opening her nightstand drawer, I took out one of her satin scarves and gently tied it around her head like she usually did at night. Then I kissed her forehead and forced myself to walk away.
“I told the tattoo artist that I wanted two Ts,” she said softly. “For Travis and Tatiana. I was planning to tell you about it back then, but he botched it, and then we didn’t make it ,so…”
I hit the lights and walked toward the door.
“Wait, Travis.” She strained to raise her voice. “I need to get two things off my chest.”
“I think you should wait until you’re not high as a kite.”
“I’m not a successful businesswoman and my beauty brand company never made seven figures,” she said. “That’s all a lie.”
“Like I said, let’s wait until you’re not high.”
“I’m being honest…It failed miserably and I ran up so much debt that I almost lost my condo. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone, even Penelope, because I lost the money she gave me in a horrible deal.” She let out a long breath as if she’d been waiting to spill those words for a long time. “That’s why I asked for half a million.”