Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
His body was so tense that I trembled.
“Is that all?” he asked.
I nodded. “Except for her telling Audrey about me working at the club and you firing me because I was rude to her.”
“Audrey was involved in this?” His eyes narrowed.
I nodded.
“Did she speak about you the same way? Or just listen?”
“The same,” I whispered, wondering if I should have kept my mouth shut about that.
He cupped my face with one of his hands and looked down at me with so much fierceness that it should frighten me. Instead, my body tingled.
“I’ve fucked a lot of women. I had Lydia watch. I liked an audience. I’ve given women gifts because I knew they expected them. It kept them happy. They did what I wanted.” His voice was hoarse.
My mouth opened slightly as he brushed my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb.
“But not once did I think about them when they weren’t with me. Not one fucking time did I fight the urge to go to them every moment I was awake. Never did I take them to my home, fill the room adjacent to mine with beautiful things. Not even my ex-wives were given that room, Fawn. I didn’t want them that close. I ache to have you beside me all the time. I can’t fucking concentrate when you’re not around. When I can’t see you. This isn’t like the other times. This isn’t even like the times I was married. I’ve never needed a woman … until you.”
My eyes stung with unshed tears as I stared up at him. His beautiful, formidable, compelling face. How did I walk away from him, forget his words, let this go? Maybe a smarter woman would, but I didn’t want to be smarter. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to believe in this fairy tale he was slowly unraveling before me.
“I am sorry you had to hear her spiteful, jealous words. I can’t promise it won’t happen with another female from my past. What I can promise is, I will handle it. They’ll pay for hurting you. Anyone who hurts you will pay. The only reason Lydia gets to live is because she’s a woman.”
I touched his face, and he rubbed his bearded cheek against my palm as he closed his eyes briefly.
“You aren’t going to kill anyone for hurting me,” I said with a touch of amusement at his passionate exaggeration.
When his eyes opened again and consumed mine, I saw something there that made me question what I’d just said. Would he kill someone?
“The things I’d do for you,” he said in a husky whisper before his mouth slammed down on mine and made me forget any other thoughts.
The taste of his scotch and roughness of his kiss aroused me. I was suddenly frantic to feel more, have more of him. My hands went to his waist, and I began to unfasten his pants.
A low, deep, animalistic sound came from his chest as he grabbed my face with both hands. I continued to soak in his erotic kiss while he sucked on my tongue. Once I had his pants undone, I shoved them down. He pulled back to look at me, and I sank down onto my knees, running my nails down his thighs as I went.
“Pretty baby,” he murmured, “you sure you want me to fuck that mouth?”
I nodded, taking his long, hard shaft in my hands. Pre-cum glistened at the tip, and I licked it, causing him to back up against the tall pillar behind him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his eyes locked on my mouth as I slid the head between my lips.
Twenty-Three
Garrett
There was not one ounce of control left in my body. Not when Fawn was looking up at me with those golden eyes, her plump lips wrapped around my cock. I hadn’t encouraged this because I knew the moment I had her on her knees, I was going to snap. The impulse and greed clawing at my chest were powerful.
I wrapped her pale blonde hair around my hand and jerked it. Her eyes flared with fear and lust. That was my favorite combination.
“Tug your dress down so I can see those tits,” I ordered.
She used her free hand to do as I’d said. The strapless bra was covering them, and she grinned around my cock. I thought I was going to have to punish her, but she tugged it down, too, so that I had a clear view of her breasts. Fuck, that little bit of rebellion on her perfect body made me crazy.
I slammed my cock until it hit the back of her throat, and she gagged. Watching her eyes water made me feel barbaric. Losing the little restraint, I had left, I began fucking her mouth like a man unhinged. With each sound she made, every tear that rolled down her face, the bit of her nails piercing my thighs, I became more manic.