Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“Look at me, principessa. Let me see your eyes.”
I returned to his cock, looking him in the eye as I licked from the base to the head, sticking my tongue out I circled his tip, teasing the rim before sucking him fully into my mouth, moaning so he knew I was enjoying this as much as he was.
“When the fuck did you get so good at this?” he groaned.
I tried not to laugh and failed, choking when he thrust and hit the back of my throat, his silver eyes narrowed.
I bounced back and placed my other hand between his legs.
I began playing with his sack and encouraging him to fuck my face, taking him deep and working him over with my fist. When I felt his balls begin to tighten, I let them go and focused on making him come in my mouth, deep throating his cock, making sure I used my tongue.
“Fuck,” he hissed, holding me in place as his cock twitched between my lips.
The first spurt of come was tangy, like a sweetened fruit. I swallowed every drop, lapping at the head of his cock for the rest before removing it from my mouth. His hold on my hair disappeared after he pulled me to my feet and smashed his lips against mine. My hands were coated in saliva, so I kept them off him.
He drew back and brushed my fly-aways out of my face. “I think this just became my favorite room in this whole house.”
“You’re welcome.” Spotting a sink along the back wall, I went to wash my hands. “Do you think they wonder where we went?”
“Fuck them.”
“Stop it,” I playfully reprimanded.
I used my elbow to dispense the lavender-scented hand soap, noticing it was the same kind I used to use in my kitchen.
More of Judas’ mania.
“You know there is only one you and she doesn’t hold a candle. No woman does. You’re incomparable.”
I smiled at the suds being sucked down the industrial drain until I remembered something he’d said. I started to look around the room, checking each corner. “There’s not actually cameras in here, right?”
I glanced back just in time to see him slip out the door with a devilish grin.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
I pinned another flower arrangement and then tossed my phone down onto the lounger. I should have taken Judas’ advice and hired a wedding planner two weeks ago.
It was too late now. I had the women of his family and Audrey fully invested in making this a huge event despite my objections. Now that Maisie had somehow reeled Santiago in, they were all full steam ahead. She, Brianna, and Nova had all left maybe twenty minutes ago.
I’d never had a ton of girlfriends but these women were quickly becoming some of my favorite people.
Even better was not having to hide who I or Judas was around them.
“Are you still on birth control?” Audrey abruptly asked.
“Where did that come from?”
“I’m just curious. You two fuck a ton. By that, I mean a lot.”
I smiled up at the sunny sky. She and I weren’t close to being back to where we were before Gavin stole her heart and divided her loyalty down the center, but she was still my best friend. I couldn’t make her choose one or the other when I wouldn’t be able to do the same.
Judas was vestigial. I could survive without him, but the quality of life would never measure up to the one I’d have with him. I wasn’t going to try and make sense of it anymore. We were a conundrum of love, obsession, passion, and madness.
Yet, there was no way in hell I was doing life with Judas without Audrey.
I didn’t want to be alone here. Judas’ friends were trying to worm their way in, and his family was growing on me. Santiago was persistent too, but Audrey was the only thing I had left to remind me where I’d come from.
She’d been the only person with me at rock bottom. I wasn’t sure what Judas held over her, so he got consistent notes on me. Neither of them would say. I’d find out one day, but until then I was comforted by the that if it had been something sinister or meant to come back and hurt me there was no amount of begging on my or Gavin’s end that would make Judas keep her alive.
“He says we’re making up for the lost time.”
She sat up and swung her tanned legs over the side of the lounge chair. “You should have seen Cookie’s face when he realized it was an imprint of your ass cheeks on the fridge the other day.”
We both burst into laughter at the visuals.
“I can’t believe we’re here right now,” she said after we’d both calmed down.
“Yeah. I can still remember the day I was ready to fight him on Dax’s behalf.”