The Last Ones Standing – Work Husband Read Online Blue Saffire

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Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 123153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
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Truth is, Gio and Jace have both outlived the age of Uncle Emil, my mom, and Ava when she had to fake her death. We all have. This life isn’t always so kind.

I’m pulled from my thoughts as Jace slows and turns into a lot. It’s behind a lively street full of bars and restaurants. He parks. I kick my leg over the bike and take my helmet off, pulling the face mask from my face.

“Nice riding,” I breathe and smile at him.

“Had places to be.”

Taking a look around, I smile as I note our opportunity. Turning my attention back to Jace as he steps off the bike, I take him in. I love the smile on his face. I put the helmet down and move into him to wrap my arms around his neck.

He dips his head and takes my lips. I hand myself over to the kiss. He deepens it and groans.

I break the connection to whisper. “Nosy old lady on the fire escape. A hundred dollars says I can get her to call the cops on us.”

“I like the way you think.” He chuckles.

I lift on my toes to kiss him again. He palms my ass and pulls me into him. My pussy pulses and my juices start to flow. It’s been so long since I’ve had any type of intimacy.

I whimper as Jace kisses me like he’s starving. I reach for his belt buckle and release it. He moves to kiss and suck on my neck. I notice the cameras in the lot and grin. Ming can tamper with the timing on that.

Our alibi will be airtight when we’re done. I moan as he shoves his hand in the back of my jeans that he’s just popped open to finger me from behind.

A smile takes over my lips as I think of the fact that we’re not breaking any of Gio’s rules and we’re making sure we’re accounted for. With that in mind, I drop to squat and pull Jace from his pants. I lick my lips as I hold his long, fat, heavy dick in my hands.

“Show me how much you missed me. Don’t make me work too hard for this,” I purr before I cover his tip with my mouth.

He groans and leans his butt against the bike. I pull back and look up into his eyes as I spit on the tip. I push his length up against his stomach as I lick the thick vein on the underside, pumping the moisture over him as I go.

He’s still not wet enough for my liking, so I gather more saliva in my mouth and lift up a little to allow it to drip from my lips onto him. He pushes a hand into my hair and growls. I start to bob up and down on him.

I work his shit for all he’s worth. He smells so good and tastes even better, causing me to moan around his length. I know how much he loves a good blow job. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I hum. I love the way he pulses in my mouth.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that,” he pants.

It dawns on me how long it’s been since he’s had a release from me and I give a little more vigor. I truly am sorry he’s been in the middle of all of this. Even if I question his involvement in a few things.

“Oh shit, baby. Fuck, fuck,” he says through his teeth.

I pump with my hands as I soak him with my mouth. I give this my all as I feel him swelling. Gagging a few times as I take him deep, I reach to massage his balls and deep throat him some more, I know he’s almost done for.

A smile comes to my lips as I feel him ready to come and hear the sharp sound of a siren as a car rolls up. Granny did her job and so have I. Jace roars as he comes down the back of my throat.

“Good evening, folks,” one officer says.

“Damn good for him, it looks like,” the other one snorts.

I roll my eyes and stand. I turn to the officers, not bothering to wipe my mouth with my hand. I lick my lips instead as Jace tucks himself away.

“I’m going to need you both to provide me with some identification,” the first officer says.

“Jace?” The other one tilts his head as Jace moves to stand behind me and wrap his arms around me.

He kisses the top of my head. “Hey, Joey.”

“Lock those heathens up,” the old lady says from her fire escape.

The cop who recognized Jace turns to look up and frowns. He turns back to look at his partner and sighs.

“We’re going to have to at least give you two a ticket for public lewdness,” he says. “But I don’t think we’ll be available that day for court.”


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