Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 71403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“Oh my God. And he knew I’d been stood up. I didn’t think much of it, but he descended like a vulture the minute it became clear Bobby Q. wasn’t going to show.”
I nod. “It’s Wick. He laid a trail of breadcrumbs for you. He probably knew you from the news, developed a crush on you. Hacked the Twistr app and your email. Got his brother to drug you. Maybe they had an argument that night and he decided to kill him. You’d refused his advances, so he decided to frame you for it.”
I jump to my feet. “Holy shit. That’s it.”
Aus stands as well, wrapping his arms around me. “We figured it out, babe.”
I start crying, but this time they’re happy tears. “I was so scared I was going to go to prison, Aus.”
He squeezes me hard. “Not while I’m around, baby.” He breaks the embrace. “All we have to do now is turn this shit around on Wick. Then you’re protected from any more of this bullshit.”
For the first time since the gala, a weight lifts off my shoulders. Not all the way—we’re not through this yet—but enough that I can breathe more easily.
And I figured it out at the side of this man in front of me. This gorgeous, rock-solid Adonis of a man.
This man who barely knows me but will move heaven and hell to protect me.
Before I know it, I’m kissing him. He’s kissing me back, unbuttoning my blouse. My tits fall out and he whips my bra off like it’s made of cotton candy.
In an instant he’s on my nipple, sucking it. Biting it. I whip my head back and moan.
He alternates between my nipples—one sucked by his smooth tongue, one pinched by his strong hands—for a few moments until he clears the table of our laptops and half-eaten TV dinners and lays me out on it.
“Those frozen meals were awful.” A grin snakes across his face. “I’ve got a better idea for dinner.”
36
AUS
The look on Thea’s face is one of pure bliss when I pull her jeans down and dive face first into her beautiful pussy.
We’ve fucked before, but this time feels different. She’s not tense. Her muscles are relaxed, and she’s twice as reactive to my tongue as I slide it over her.
She arches her back, pounds her fists on my kitchen table, and cries out. “Yes, Aus, right there! Right…there!”
I pull out the first orgasm with ease.
What, like it’s hard?
Not with Thea. My God, it’s like her pussy was made for me.
I lick, lick, lick. Probe her. Fuck her with my tongue.
When I finally get to her clit, she shatters immediately, flailing against the table wildly.
Pretty soon I’ve racked up four orgasms total. Her face is flushed, her body dewy. She sits up, breathing heavily. “I need…just a minute.”
“Of course, sugar.” I pepper kisses down her neck as her breathing levels out.
Finally she whips her gaze to me, her eyes smoking. “Pants off.”
Don’t need to tell me twice. I unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly to free my aching erection.
She bites her lip. “It’s so damned big, Aus.”
“You make it that way.” I grin.
“My fucking pleasure.” She takes me into her mouth, running her soft tongue over my head.
I’m thinking I can’t possibly feel any better than this when she proves me wrong, gently squeezing my balls with her free hand.
“Fuck, babe.” I grit my teeth. “Feels so good. So fucking good.”
I want to come now, but I hold it back. Squeeze like my life depends on it. Because I’m entering this woman tonight, pouring myself into her.
But in the meantime, I’ll enjoy the blowjob.
She’s sucking harder now, taking a break to run her velvety tongue over my shaft, along its deep vein. She grabs my ass with both hands. I take the hint and start jackhammering into her mouth.
Most women don’t like that. But most women aren’t Thea Storm.
I’m getting so close to coming, so I pull back. “Table,” I command.
She obeys. I love how willing she is. She lies back on my kitchen table, spreading her legs.
“Has anyone told you how absolutely gorgeous you are, baby?”
“A few.” She pinches her nipples, not breaking eye contact with me. “I never believed it until you told me.”
Fireworks erupt in my brain.
Fuck. Am I in love with this woman?
I sink my cock into her sweet heat, and I know my answer.
Yes. It’s crazy, but I love her.
I plow her like a field. In. Out. Up. Down. Sideways. Diagonally. Criss-cross. Back and forth. Her pussy gloves me perfectly and her walls start clamping down on me.
I worked in show business. I know how to take a cue.
Right as she releases with the loudest moan, I unleash myself into her, unloading all the bullshit of the past few days, all the murder, deceit, lies.