Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72895 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72895 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“I’m so fucking hot for you right now.”
Heat and affection darkened his gaze. “Yeah? It was pretty impressive, Sadie. Watching you work like that.”
“Is your dick hard?”
He nodded and licked his lips, sliding a finger down my blood-stained face. “It is.”
“Show me.”
With a smile, Thomas spun me around and bent me over the closest table, barely a foot from Dealio’s cold dead eyes facing the sky, and yanked my slacks down. Then his.
And then his cock slid deep in one smooth thrust that shook me to my core. He held my neck down and pounded into me just the way I liked it, hard, and deep.
“You’re so fucking wet.” The sound of his grunts mixed with the sound of our flesh smacking together made me hotter, more feral.
Each thrust got deeper as my greedy cunt took him all. This was what I needed. A painfully pleasurable hard fuck.
I closed my eyes and took it, accepting every thrust of his cock. “Yes, Thomas. Fuck me.”
He grunted low in his throat, slamming into me. One hand gripped my hip while the other held my throat.
“Say it again. Say you want me to fuck you harder,” he demanded.
“Fuck me harder, Thomas. Please. Harder, faster, now.”
He growled low in his throat, then began to move even quicker. My ass ground against him, wanting more—needing more—while I clung to the rickety table for dear life as Thomas fucked me hard and fast. I was about to come, my head falling forward as my muscles tensed.
“Ahhh! Yes. Oh God, Thomas, yes. I’m coming.”
My orgasm exploded and made my body tremble as I cried out my pleasure.
Thomas moved his hand from my neck to my hip, grabbing me tightly and pushed into me until his hot come splashed deep with mine.
“Oh, fuck, Sadie. Sadie. God damn, I love you!”
Those words came crashing out of his mouth and I didn’t know what the fuck to do. Didn’t know what to say.
I laid there across the table until he pulled out of me and straightened his clothes.
“You don’t mean that, Thomas. You know you don’t,” I whispered, looking away from him as I got dressed
He pulled me close, holding me tight. He let out a low growl. “I do. I meant it, Sadie.”
“Well, don’t ever fucking say it again.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Sadie
“For fuck’s sake, Jasper, you’re making me dizzy with that pacing!” My oldest son was on edge, more so than usual, and it made me regret that I was keeping a straight head these days because I could really use another fucking drink. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he growled, but he kept up the damn pacing as he glanced down at his watch. “Where the fuck is he? It’s a short drive.” This whole thing with Agent Beck was taking a toll on Jasper’s ability to remain calm, which was always his best quality.
Another reason to hate the bitch.
“He is right here,” Jameson said from the doorway of my office. Arms folded with a crooked smile on his face, I had a feeling he liked getting a rise out of Jasper.
“Worried I wouldn’t show up?”
He pushed off the door frame and stepped inside the office, closing the door behind him.
“No.” Jasper stopped pacing and ran a hand through his hair, another sign of how stressed he was. “More like I was concerned Beck was suspicious and held you up on purpose.”
Jameson grinned. “Maddie is here with Ava Rose, and as far as Beck knows, I’m just here to pick her up.”
“Well, aren’t you so fucking clever,” Jasper growled.
Jameson shrugged and let out a low chuckle. “That’s why you want me, isn’t it?”
My son’s jaw clenched in annoyance at Jameson’s reminder that he was a necessary part of our business. Jasper didn’t like to negotiate. He was used to issuing an order and having his men fucking jump to do his bidding. “Right.”
Jameson took his time as he crossed the room and took one of the chairs opposite my desk, his gaze focused on mine.
“There’s audio and photo evidence of your meeting with Mueller. Beck thinks it’s a meeting, but even Marshall agrees it looks more like a date.”
I nodded. “That’s what I was hoping.” I was surprised to learn I was being watched for that long. “Can you get your hands on the evidence?”
“Possibly.” He knew he had negotiating power, and he planned to use it.
“Shouldn’t be an issue if we can come to agreeable terms.”
Jasper huffed and shook his head. “What the fuck does that mean? If you think you can fuck with us, Ellison, think again.”
Jameson smiled at Jasper’s outburst and held up his hands in a defensive gesture. “Nothing like that, just telling you how it is.”
He turned his gray eyes back to me, sober again.
“There’s also audio from an unrelated op in the room next to the one where Bonnie and Mueller were killed. It’s muffled, but the shots are pretty clear.”