Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83677 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83677 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“You’re not pissed at me?” he asked.
“Why would I be pissed at you? You’ve got things to do, and I can take care of myself. Don’t become one of those guys that think I need you every single minute of every single day.”
“Ouch, baby, that hurt,” he said.
She giggled. “I know you’re a busy guy. Is everything okay at the club?”
She thought whatever was wrong with him had to do with the club. He was a fucking asshole.
“Yes, everything is fine,” he said, the lie falling easily from his lips.
“Good. I was worried about you.”
“Next time, I’ll call.” He gripped her ass as she kissed him again. She bit down on his lip, and he groaned. His cock hardened, wanting inside her again.
Breaking from the kiss, he trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on the pulse. Her tits thrust out, and he quickly worked the oversized shirt over her head, throwing it to the floor. Her tits were covered by a plain white lace bra, and her dark nipples stood out in complete contrast against the fabric.
He fingered the strap as he took one of those nipples into his mouth, sucking hard on the bud.
She gasped, his name falling from her lips on a cry. He loved hearing her say his name, in any way she could. Most often it was filled with pleasure, and it drove him crazy. He’d never been addicted to anything in his life, but within a matter of days, he’d found his addiction in her, and he couldn’t let her go.
Even when he knew he was bad for her. She deserved better, but he couldn’t let her go. She was his reward for all the fucked-up shit he had to do.
Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tugged on the length, tilting her head back and arching those gorgeous tits toward his face. He licked them through the fabric, moving to the other breast to do the same.
Flicking the catch open, he pulled down her bra so he could get a good view of those babies. They were fucking amazing. So full. So perfect. They belonged to him.
Sliding his tongue across a nipple, he licked between the valley, going back to the other one.
Letting go of her hair, he ordered her to stay still. Pressing the tits together, he marveled at them before sucking and nipping at the flesh. He could gladly spend all day playing with her tits, but he needed inside her.
He helped her to her feet, and this time, he was the one to kneel before her. He helped her out of the jeans, putting her back to her feet and spreading her legs. He lifted her feet up, placing them on the edge of the sofa and spreading her legs wide. The lips of her pussy had already opened, and as he touched her, he slid a finger deep inside her to the knuckle, watching her take all of him. He added a second finger, pumping in deep.
She panted his name again.
He smiled. What better way to spend his day than with a woman crying out for him?
“You want my cock, baby?”
“Yes.”
Removing his fingers from her pussy, he pressed his face between her thighs, licking at her clit. She tasted so fucking good. He’d been hungry for this cunt, wanting it for days, but holding himself back because he knew he couldn’t have her.
Not yet, anyway.
She pressed up against his face, rocking her body for him. Gripping her hips, he held her in place as he licked and sucked at her pussy, drawing her closer to orgasm. He wanted her to come hard before he fucked her.
He wasn’t going to wear a condom either. She wasn’t on the pill, and he’d deal with all of that soon. For now, he just wanted to fuck her hard. To feel that heat wrapped around his length, and how wet she was.
Diego was used to getting what he wanted, and when it came to Belle, he wanted it all. Even as he thought about the other men in her life, and what she deserved, he couldn’t bring himself to let her go. There was no way in hell he’d ever let another man touch her. She was his and his alone.
He would make this work with her.
She’d stumbled into his life, and now he couldn’t give her back. He would do whatever it took to take her.
“I’m not going to last, Diego,” she said.
“Come for me. Let me hear how good I make it for you.”
She cried out, the sound echoing off the walls as she came hard.
He teased her clit, flicking his tongue repeatedly over her nub as she came.
The moment she started to come down from the peak, he pulled his cock from his pants and sat beside her, moving her to straddle his dick.