Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“That’s a soaking wet pussy, baby,” he said as a thud from the belt hitting the ground startled me.
When his tongue slipped between my butt cheeks, my eyes flew open, and I stared straight ahead, holding my breath while he ran the tip from one tight, untouched hole to the other. With small flicks, he began to lick me as if I was some kind of treat he wanted to savor.
“Storm,” I moaned, not sure I could take much more.
“Hmm,” he said as he continued to drive me crazy.
“Please,” I begged. “I can’t.” My words fell away as his tongue circled my clit.
His deep groan vibrated my desperate core, and then he was gone. The sound of his zipper had me ready to weep in relief.
“Goddamn, that glowing ass is gonna make me come too fast,” he swore, stepping up behind me before sinking inside my slick, ready entrance.
His hands ran over my tender bottom a moment before he began to pump slowly. “That’s it,” he praised me. “Take my dick, baby. Fucking take it like my good girl.”
I was already there. He’d worked me into a frenzy. I opened my mouth and screamed into the quilt as the release overtook me. My legs shook, and the bed was the only thing keeping me from sinking onto the floor as my body convulsed.
Storm began slamming into me hard and fast. “Fuck yes!” he shouted as he squeezed my butt cheeks with both his hands. “That sweet cunt knows I own it.”
I couldn’t argue with him about that. I’d proven to him how true it was.
He stiffened, then jerked as he began to release into me.
I felt my body go slack underneath him as he slowed. That had been … God, I didn’t know what that had been. Another level of nirvana that he’d taken me to. He always seemed to show me that it could in fact get better.
When he pulled out of me, I knew I had to move, but I wasn’t sure I could.
“Come here, baby,” he said in a gentle tone as he scooped me up and laid me up on the bed.
He pressed a kiss to my lips as I looked up at him, and then his hand slid between my legs. I gasped as he shoved two fingers inside me.
“I want all my cum inside this cunt,” he said, pressing another soft kiss on my chin, then began trailing them over my face and neck as he held his fingers inside me. “So sweet,” he murmured against my skin.
I looked up at the ceiling, and I knew that I was too far gone. No matter how hard I’d tried to keep myself in check and not give him everything, I’d done it. He was nothing like the other men. Not once had I ever been close to feeling anything for them. Yet Storm had knocked down all my walls with one swing.
• Eight •
“No need to make this messy.”
Storm
The parking lot was empty, except for a black Mustang. That would make this easier. I wanted it handled now so I didn’t have to worry about Briar running her ass over here the first chance she got.
The front door was unlocked, which was fucking stupid. Bash needed to be more careful. Anybody could walk in on him here alone. Like me, for example. Shaking my head, I stepped inside the bar. Bash was behind the bar, leaning over what looked like paperwork laid out on it. His head snapped up, and the frown on his face turned into more of an uneasy one as he straightened.
“How can I help you?” he asked me.
I held up both hands. “Just here to repay a debt,” I assured him.
“Debt?” He didn’t seem to relax from my words. If anything, he tensed up more.
“The money you gave to Briar,” I explained.
His shoulders eased then, and he shook his head. “No need. I told her it was hers.”
I pulled out a barstool and took a seat across from him. “That might be true, but she doesn’t agree, and I don’t like that another man gave her money,” I told him, taking the five grand from my pocket and laying it on the polished hardwood top of the bar.
“That’s too much,” he said.
“It’s with interest.”
He let out a low chuckle and shook his head again. I was getting annoyed.
“Briar belongs to me now,” I said, placing my hand on the money and sliding it over to him. “I take care of what’s mine.”
Bash tensed as his eyes followed the money. When I took my hand away, he picked it up. “I see. I wasn’t aware that had, uh, happened.”
“It was inevitable. Just took me a minute to accept it.” I smirked.
He put the money under the counter, then reached over and took a glass from the shelf. “Whiskey?” he asked.