Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 90772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Let’s move it!” I shout, and Jeanette stomps on the gas.
“I told you. I got this, big guy. Just hold on to your girl. Oh, and P to the S, I got this little surprise for you,” she winks, tossing another flash drive at me.
“What’s this? Where’d you get it?”
“I was watching the beginning of your convo with Justin when he gave you the flash drive. I guess in the shuffle to get Layla out, he dropped another. I’m willing to bet that’s got the real account information on it. Dean O’Leary had money on top of money, and Justin was a financial expert. I think if anyone had access to it it was Justin. I can probably crack the encryption on it for you. From what I can tell he was funneling money from O’Leary the whole time. Either those accounts are on there or the original ones are. Either way, the trail is there.”
I look up and our eyes meet in the rearview mirror.
“Also,” she continues on a hair flip, “when we get to the hospital say that she went to the bar called Jimmy’s out by Route 17. They’re known for date rape drugs being passed around. I’ve got a cover story of working there part-time, and she came to pick me up. She had a water while she waited but went to the bathroom for just a second. The owner owes me a favor so I’ve got us covered. I found her this way and you came to get us. Got it?”
“Who are you?” I ask. Jeanette’s like a goddamn Russian sleeper spy all of a sudden.
“Let’s just say my past life prepared me for a lot of shit,” she responds, and winks at me.
LAYLA
His warm mouth eats at my pussy. Shifting again, Carter spreads my legs wider using his broad shoulders. Sleepily opening my eyes, I look down at what I’ve woken up to every day for the past two weeks. Every morning without fail, Carter has woken me up with his mouth, like my own orgasmic alarm clock. While I love it, I’m really starting to miss my man’s cock and forceful nature. Since I’ve come home from the hospital his appetite for me has changed. It’s tame and gentle. I enjoy that side of him, but I also need the other side.
“I swear you taste sweeter since I planted my seed in you, baby,” he says, inhaling deeply. A look of pure pleasure crosses his face as he drives his tongue into my pussy. My back comes off the bed, and I moan loudly. Carter takes the opportunity to slide his hands under my ass, gripping each cheek to pull my pussy closer to his mouth. It’s wonderful, but I want more. I need more. I want him in me.
“More,” I beg, moving my hips to mimic sex, trying to convey my body’s silent plea.
Growling into my pussy, Carter suddenly flips me over onto my stomach. He grabs me by the hips and brings my ass into the air. When I start to rise up onto all fours, he places a firm hand on the middle of my back, stopping my movement.
“Stay like you are, baby,” he commands and uses his knee to nudge my own knees farther apart, opening me wider for him. Finally I see he’s going to give me what I want: his cock deep inside me, thrusting and filling me completely. I look over my shoulder, and disappointment hits me when I see he still has his sleep shorts on. He’s been sleeping in those for the past few weeks now. I’ve thought about burning them but stopped when I remembered Jeanette and Saint are still staying here, and Carter walks around in his shorts in the mornings. No one is seeing my man naked. Not even Saint.
Biting my lip, I give my ass a little wiggle to encourage him.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, Cherry,” he groans as he rubs his cloth-covered cock against me. I can see his control slipping so I reach back and try to pull at his shorts. He gives me a quick smack to the ass that halts my movements.
“Spread your legs more for me. I want to see how wet you are for me. Only me. Show me how much your pussy wants it.”
I spread my legs farther apart for him. He grabs my hips and rocks us as if he’s actually inside me.
“Please,” I moan “I…God!” My nipples ache and pleasure drives down to my clit at his commands. I feel my pussy contract, begging to be filled.
He leans over me, kissing my bare back. He trails open-mouthed kisses all the way down to my ass cheeks, then starts taking little bites.
“God, I love your ass,” he groans, before licking a long, savoring line down my seam, circling my hole and then moving to my pussy. I feel myself grow wetter, and the juices start to slide down my thighs, but Carter is already there, licking them up. It feels like he’s everywhere. I rock my hips to press myself into his face. He licks and sucks everything he can reach. His tongue thrusts then retreats. Every time I feel like I’m about to cum, he pulls back, only to dive back in a moment later.
Spreading my cheeks, he licks me from my clit to my ass. I think I might explode from the pure pleasure of it all.
“I want to fuck you,” he growls into my pussy.
“Yes, please,” I plead. His lips lock around my clit and suck. I cum, and waves of pleasure shoot through my body. I cry out Carter’s name. Aftershocks continue to flow through my body after the crashing wave has receded, and they make my legs shake. Not able to hold myself up any longer, I let my body drop fully onto the bed. I look up to see Carter grab my discarded panties off the floor, bringing them to his nose to smell them as he strides into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.