Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Fast, he spun me around like a weightless doll. My knees fumbled and my legs almost twisted together. I tried to fix myself. Suddenly, he had me up against the locked door. My breasts pressed against the cold, vibrating glass. My nipples hardened. My heart pounded in my ears.
I widened my eyes in shock.
Oh. . .like that.
He stayed behind me and got on the seat too, crowding it up with his legs and weight. I planted my palms against the glass to balance myself.
Unzipping sounded behind me.
Seconds later, he had his warm, hard cock pushed against my bare ass. “Are you going to tell me if I’m too much during sex?”
“Hell no.” My skin prickled with sensual awareness. “I want it hard.”
“You want me to hurt your little tight pussy?”
“Please.”
His groan drummed down to my bones. “Be careful.”
“Why?”
“You’re fucking with the Lion.”
A grin spread across my face. “Don’t I know it.”
He brushed his lips against my ear. “What do you see below us?”
I moved my view down to the Mancuso Family’s dead bodies and burning cars. From so high up, I could barely see all of the corpses, but the wrecks glowed in the darkness. Bright orange flames danced along the melting vehicles and licked at the metal frames like a thousand serpents devouring their prey.
Had we been down on the ground and standing in front of the blaze, I imagined the taste of smoldering copper would be on my tongue, the smell of burning rubber would be flooding my nostrils, and the sounds of sizzling metal, tires popping, and crackling glass would be noisy in my ears.
From behind, Kaz pushed two fingers deep into my pussy. “What do you see, mysh?”
A loud moaned ripped from my throat.
He spread me wider and added a third finger. “Mysh?”
“I. . .see. . .our. . .dead enemies and. . .chaos.”
“Hmmm.” He thrust his fingers in and out, torturing me with the slow rhythm. “Like you said, we are fucking unstoppable.”
“We are.” I arched my back, yearning for more than his fingers. I hoped to feel the fullness of his thick, fat cock.
Still owning my pussy with his fingers, he placed the pad of his thumb along my asshole and teased it. “Everyone else will soon be dead. Italians. Nigerians. Maybe, even the French.”
I frowned. “I. . .heard that. . .”
He licked the curve of my neck. “What did you hear?”
“We are not killing the French.”
He groaned in annoyance.
“They’re our friends.”
“We will discuss that another day. Now, back to this cock.” Quick, he fisted my hair and turned my head, moving my view from the window and putting it on him.
I gasped.
The sight of Kaz took my breath away.
Hot desire blazed over his face. He watched me with fierce intensity. Those hungry blue eyes pierced my soul.
My core filled with aching warmth.
The air between us throbbed and thickened with longing.
I could see the veins in his neck pulse as he fought to stay in control. “Do you even understand how bad I need you right now?”
“I want you too.”
“You want me.” He pulled the fingers out of my pussy and raised them to his mouth. My arousal coated them. The muscles in his face tightened. “I need you.”
He sucked on those long fingers. “I crave you.”
A dark hunger twisted inside of me.
“Your pussy has become a drug.” He finished licking one finger. “I’m addicted.”
I fell into a daze, fully captured by him. “Perhaps. . .”
He moved his hand from his mouth and had it behind me, squeezing and kneading my ass. “Perhaps?”
“Perhaps, we’re both addicted.”
“Hmmm.” He rubbed his hard cock against my ass. “You’re addicted, mysh?”
“Very much.”
“Good.” He yanked my head back an inch more.
It forced me to arch up against the door. My stiff nipples pressed harder into the vibrating glass.
Only God knew what the pilots thought. Kaz had only been speaking in Italian to them the whole time. I doubted they knew English, but they had to know what was going on a few feet behind them.
But I bet the Lion could not care less about anything on this helicopter, but me.
“Are you ready, mysh?”
“Do you really have to ask?”
Kaz drove his cock deep into me and kept it there, filling me with him.
“Oh!”
“I want to beat this pussy up with my cock—”
I grinned. “But, what did my pussy do to you?”
“Watching you kill men today and utterly. . .having my fucking back in every possible way. . .made me so hard it hurt.”
“That’s what gets you going?”
“Aww. Let me show you what gets me going.” He pulled his cock out and then rammed it back into me.
“Oh, hell yes!”
Groaning, he fucked me harder, dominating my pussy. When he let go of my hair, I fell forward, pressing my face back on the glass. Now my only view was the burning cars below.