Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“Why raise the hopes of the children only to have it dashed because of whatever imaginary ax you think you have to grind with me?” she continued glaring at me.
I was sure I saw tears glittering. Instantly I felt gutted, a sour taste filling my mouth. I had wanted her to grovel, but seeing her hurt face didn’t feel good at all. It actually turned my stomach. An old image flashed into my head. She was crying because she had seen a dog killed on the side of the road. I had held her tightly. My jaw tightened. This was not turning out the way I thought it would. I turned away from her and pretended to look at the skyline.
“Maybe you don’t have the money. Maybe… you were just playing with us,” she yelled, her voice cracking with emotion.
I turned back and saw her hands clenched into tight little fists. She had small hands, my Savannah. She needed both to circle my cock. Ah, hell. Suddenly, it occurred to me that there was nothing more I wanted than to take her into my arms and kiss that delicious mouth. I forced myself to remember that mouth didn’t come to court to see me. Didn’t call. Didn’t care. That was a lying mouth. Yet, here I was, lusting for it to be wrapped around my cock.
The crazy effect she had on me infuriated me and made my voice cold and harsh. “Tell you what, Savannah. I’ll write that balance off and more with one swipe of my pen, and you can have it all right now, with no future interference from me ever… with only one condition.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Condition?”
“Have sex with me.”
The moment the words left my mouth her face went white, a knife turned in my gut, but I did not stop, my voice was sarcastic and mocking.
“I’m not into fucking men in the ass and I didn’t have the privacy to jack off when the need arose so four years was a long, long time for me to go without. You’re altruistic, always helping the next person. Help me. Have sex with me to remind me what a good, wet pussy feels like. If memory serves, that tight pussy of yours never could get enough of my dick. Maybe after you’ve broken me in I can go out and taste all the other pussies of this world. Four fucking years-worth of them.”
She gasped then, but I was relentless. I needed to get my pound of flesh. “And if you’re as good as I remember, I’ll even add a little extra if you want. We’ll call it even then.”
She sat deathly silent, staring at me in disbelief.
I tilted my head and looked at her through half-closed lids, watching the strong emotions chasing across her face as her eyes flashed angrily and her throat worked convulsively. Then, she licked her dry lips and I felt my cock thicken. In my head those glossy lips were already wrapped around my length, as she sucked me just the way I’d taught her.
She took a deep breath, making her chest heave. “Go to hell. Actually, why don’t you take your filthy money and give it to the slut you were with on my birthday when you left me waiting in that restaurant? I’m sure she can remind you what it feels like to be with a woman enough for you to go out and get four years-worth of pussy. Or maybe just start with the legs and chest you have sitting in your office out there. I’m pretty sure she would oblige.”
I scowled. “What the fuck are you talking about? You did it at the fair as well. You keep going on and on about me cheating on you and I never did. Or does it just irk you that I finally saw through your charade and your gold-digger colors showed.”
She gasped in shock. “Gold digger? Are you calling me a gold-digger?”
“The truth hurts, does it? When I got involved with you, people warned me you were too young.”
“We’re only two years apart,” she bit out furiously.
“Yes, but I was already a millionaire and you barely knew what four figures looked like, much less seven.” As I spoke, I remembered it was Robert who first cracked the joke about her being a gold digger. I’d not believed him then. I’d even taken offense and told him off, but what was one to believe when she left me to rot and picked up with the next shiny thing. Robert himself.
Robert and her deserved each other. Raw bile rose into my throat at the thought of them together.
Fuck him.
And her.
My voice was downright evil now. Even I could hear the degradation and sin in it. “We can do dinner first if you like, then go back to yours or mine, I don’t mind which. We’ll spend one night together where I get to fuck you as many times as I want in any orifice I want. You will not say no to anything I ask. Once I’ve had enough of your body, I’ll write you a check for the amount you want. After that we’ll part ways… forever.”