Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
She made sure to move the camera down as she slid her hand down her body, heading toward her pussy.
Noelle was nervous. She had never done anything like this, but then she’d never had a boyfriend just leave her halfway through. That was cruel.
“I’m so wet for you, Evil. I wish it was your hands on my pussy.” She stroked along her slit, hoping she was tormenting him and making him wish that he was right there in the bedroom.
“Fuck, Noelle.”
“Yes,” she said, sliding her fingers down. “I wish your big fat cock was slamming into me right now.” She shoved her fingers inside her roughly, imagining it was his length driving in hard and deep.
She sank her teeth against her lip, but then she stopped trying to hide her arousal from him and let him hear every single moan. “Oh, Evil, I want it to be you so badly. I bet you want your dick in here, don’t you, baby?” she asked.
“Noelle, I’m coming back—”
“Don’t you dare hang up on me,” Noelle said. She didn’t know where this had come from or why she was like this, but Evil wasn’t going to treat her that way and then make her wait. “I’m going to come like this, and you’re going to watch, knowing that you caused this. Knowing that it’s you I want and that I have to wait. You will wait until your business is done, and then I’ll take care of you. You better hope I don’t get a phone call halfway through when you’re close!”
She stared at the camera as she held it poised near her pussy. He got to see as she fingered herself. Working her fingers inside her, getting them all wet, and she hoped there was enough light to drive home what he was missing.
Noelle moved back to her clit, and she let herself go, bringing herself to an orgasm with his name on her lips. She kept on working her nub, drawing every single last drop of pleasure from the moment. When she was finished, she lifted the cell phone and smiled at him.
“I can’t wait for you to come home.” She blew him a kiss and ended the call.
Dropping the cell phone to the bed, Noelle couldn’t believe what she had just done.
Chapter Eight
His tech guy was in the hospital.
That had been the call that interrupted him from licking Noelle’s pussy. He had a feeling if she knew that, she’d be mortified by what she’d done, but Evil liked it.
She had a spine. Noelle wasn’t afraid of him. She called him on his bullshit, and he was more than happy with that. In fact, he liked it.
His tech guy would live, but Evil had placed multiple guards around his bed to keep an eye on him.
Whoever had attacked him, and Evil had a feeling it was the Franco Mafia, had done it after he’d found all the necessary leaks on Noelle’s identity and who knew about it.
One of the Franco capos was trying to get in big with the main boss, and to do that, he wanted to bring Evil’s head on a platter. In doing so, it would give them back the city and allow the capo to rise in the ranks.
With the information he had now, Evil knew exactly what to do. He made sure his tech guy was safe, and as soon as he dealt with his woman, he would then handle the threat to Noelle’s life. She clearly wasn’t a woman who liked to be kept in a tower and protected.
Evil would always protect her.
As he arrived at his penthouse apartment, Arnold was at the door.
“Sir, you’re back early.”
“How has she been?”
“Er, quiet.”
Arnold had no idea what a minx Noelle had been. Calling him like that while he’d been surrounded by his men. It was fucking hot.
She was a wildcat, pure fire and lust. And she was all his.
“She has?”
Arnold nodded. “She did try to leave, but I asked her politely to think about what she was doing, and I haven’t heard a peep from her since.”
Evil nodded. “You may leave.”
“Sir, after what happened to the tech, do you think that is wise? I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
Evil slapped him on the shoulder. “I can take care of it.”
The Franco Mafia wouldn’t attack tonight. It wasn’t their MO. Besides, Evil had everything under control, and if they were foolish enough to do it, then he was happy to let them try.
After entering his apartment, he closed the door and flicked the lock into place.
The lighting was low, and he turned to watch as Noelle stepped from the sitting room. She didn’t wear anything. He loved how comfortable she was in her body. Her full figure on display, and she didn’t hide from him. Her tits were heavy, her hips more than a handful. Her waist was small, but that just enhanced her figure, and he couldn’t get enough of her thick juicy thighs.