Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“Show me.”
I bite his lower lip then drop to my knees. His eyes burn into mine as I yank down his pants. His cock’s straining against his boxer briefs and I tease him, gliding my hands up and down his hard length. He slips his thumb into my mouth and I bite it, smiling sweetly, which only seems to make him want me more.
“You look fucking pretty like that,” he says as I free his cock and lick his tip.
“Oh, I bet you like the way I look right now.” I lick him up and down, gliding my tongue around his wet tip. “And do you like the way it feels?”
“I love the way you lick my cock, baby,” he says, and nothing brings me more pleasure than the groan he makes when I slide him into my mouth.
I suck him slowly, rolling my tongue around his tip, stroking him up and down. He moans his bliss and I want him so badly it’s like a second pulse between my legs. I pull back, breathing hard as I stroke him with both hands.
“I just want to remind you that I only keep you around for regular sex,” I say, which makes him laugh.
“And I don’t even mind.”
“Good boy.” I suck him hard and go as deep as I can. He growls bliss and I gag, pulling back, stroking him fast. “Such a good boy.”
“Suck harder,” he says, gripping my teeth. “Come on. Am I going to have to fuck you if I want to come?”
“That’s not the incentive you think it is.” But I take his tip and suck it hard, moving up and down, letting my spit roll to my hand. I pull back again, breathing hard, and his eyes tell me everything.
He’s going to fuck me senseless.
I gasp as he pulls me to my feet and bends me over the counter. His hands explore my body before shoving my legs wide open, his hand palming my pussy. He slips down my tights and I wiggle my hips, letting them come off, until it’s just my bare, glistening lips and his fingers teasing them up and down.
“I think I’m definitely developing that kink now,” he whispers in my ear as his fingers sink inside of me. I moan as he fills me and glides them deep. “My kink is making you come.”
“You’re in luck,” I gasp, my back shaking as he goes at me nice and deep. I orgasm hard, already halfway there from sucking his cock, and he slaps my ass hard when I’m finished.
“That’s my eager girl,” he says and I feel his tip against my aching opening. I lean back and kiss him over my shoulder, grabbing onto his hair, and pulling tight. “My beautiful wife.”
He sinks deep inside of me from behind. I groan, arching my back, and he fucks me like that. He takes me in the kitchen, cock gliding in deep and pumping hard as he reaches around my hips to work my clit. It’s hard and so fucking good. I’ve never had sex in my work uniform before, and I have to admit, it’s kind of hot. I like the way he dominates me, the way he takes what he wants and gives me what I need in return. I buck against him, desperate for every inch of his hard cock, wanting to erase the space between us. My eyes roll back as I come a second time, bliss erupting all along my spine.
He’s not far behind. He fills me to the brim as he finishes deep between my legs. I drop to my knees and take him into my mouth, licking what’s left of his cum and my juices from his shaft. When I’m finished, he drags me up and kisses me.
“Tell me you like this,” he whispers, his forehead pressed against mine.
I nod slowly. “I like it.”
“Tell me you want to be with me.”
“I do.” And it’s true. I’ve known since the day he helped with Jason’s seizure.
“I love you. I fell hard for you, Molly. I think I’m still falling.”
I press myself tighter against him. “I’m falling too.” And then, so he’s not wondering, I tilt my chin up and kiss him. “I love you too.”
He kisses me back and holds me in a messy embrace.
Chapter 21
Saul
I park the Lexus two blocks from the safe house and head over on foot. Carlo answers the door, looking proud of himself. “You should’ve seen it,” he says as I step inside. The place is nearly empty. Only a few chairs are arranged in front of a TV on the floor in the living room. “The fuckers scattered like roaches.”
“How many did you get?”
“Three.” He leads me to the basement. I’m only half listening. I still have Molly on the brain. This morning, we woke up early and fucked like horny rabbits before she left for her diner shift. And each time she came, she looked me in the eye and told me that she loved me. And each time she said it, a little piece of me opened and bloomed like a garden in my fucking heart.