Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Don’t think about what?” I rose up from the bed and made my way to her.
“I know that look, Daimon,” she said as she started to walk backward.
“And?” I said roughly, keeping my eyes on her pretty pink pussy.
I growled low in my chest as she finally hit a wall. Now she was mine. I caged her, placing my hands on either side of her face. I leaned in close, just shy of her lips. She closed her eyes wanting me to kiss her, but I didn’t. I leisurely slid down, with both my hands scrapping the wall. I was in front of her stunning little mound, her pussy lips already wet and glistening.
“Daimon,” she breathed as she looked down at me. The sound of my name escaping her lips was just fucking heaven. I took my hand off the wall and gently rubbed her pussy lips, my fingers overflowing with her juices. Fuck yes! I pushed her legs wider apart as I bent down and licked her. I looked up to see Addie’s head had fallen back and her eyes were now closed. I loved giving her pleasure. I loved that I could bring her to the brink and make her lose all control. It meant she was mine. My Addie.
I dug my head in deeper as I brought her leg up over my shoulder. Her honey was dripping down into my mouth as I sucked at her labia. She began to moan and shake, her body quietly quivering. I loved it. My tongue delved deeper inside her. Addie shook. Her hand was firmly placed on my head, grasping at my hair, pulling me closer, wanting me in deeper. I gently sucked at her clit.
“Daimon,” she said breathlessly.
Her hips rocked as my tongue lapped at her juices. When she moved faster, I knew she was about to come. I slid two fingers inside her, making her wince. I knew I had hurt her yesterday by pounding into her hard, but that seemed long forgotten as she continued to ride my tongue. Her pussy clenched as she cried out. I slowly lapped up her sweet juices as they trickled down from her pussy; the taste of sweet honey-like heaven.
Addie slid down the wall and sat in front of me. “I’d ask you to stop doing that, but I like it too much.” She half-smiled as she tried to regain her breath.
“What can I say? I'm good.” I grinned but she rolled her eyes and shook her head as she reached between my legs; I stopped her and pulled her into my arms instead. “I’d rather hold you right now,” I murmured into her ear.
“But, Daimon…”
“I'm already used to blue balls. Don’t worry,” I mocked, but the reality was I just wanted her near me. I wanted to hold her and make up for all the time she was away. Fuck, I had become a pussy, but only when it came to my Addie.
“I missed you, too,” she said quietly in my chest as she wrapped her arms around me.
“What?” I asked.
“It’s not like you’d come out and say it. Don’t think I forgot you’re Daimon Evans,” she said jokingly.
“Shut up.” I tightened my grip around her.
London
My poor Addie was passed out on the jet ride to London. I fucked her a few times before we left. Normally, I wouldn’t want her here, especially with Rafe on the jet with us. I didn’t want that part of my life associated with her. I didn’t want her to see the business side of me. I had to be the asshole. I had to be ruthless; it was how I got where I am today. Addie already knew I was an asshole, a prick, a bastard, but still, I was a different animal when I worked.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“What’s up, Evans?” Rafe asked as we were going over some paperwork.
“Nothing,” I hissed.
“Relax,” Rafe said dryly. “You should be happy. Addie is back in your life, you lucky SOB, and to top it off she’s on your jet headed to London with you. So why don’t you explain to me what the fuck the problem is?” Rafe put down the file in his hand and waited for me to say something.
“I don’t have a problem,” I snarled.
“Sure, of course you’re not pissed about something, or looking like you could rip the next person’s head off; of course, there’s no indication of you being angry. No not at all,” Rafe said sarcastically, shaking his head.
“What if…what if she sees how I am at work and decides to leave again?” Fuck. I regretted the moment I said it to him.
“That’s what your problem is? Daimon, how do I put this…Addie, Addie knows you’re a fucking ass. I highly doubt it will be a surprise to her.” Rafe smiled. “I never thought I’d see the day Daimon Evans was pussy whipped.”