Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“I will.” She nodded.
He took the mop from her. “You work too hard. Take tomorrow off.”
“It’s the Friday before the full moon.”
“I know, and I’ve told you to take the day off. I’m not going to be this nice often. Take it while you can.”
She smiled and stepped toward the door.
Her bag and jacket were already near the door. Val had put them there earlier. She stopped and turned back to Val, hugging him. “Thank you.”
He was the first person to show any real care and concern about her and her safety. It was nice.
She stepped out of the bar to find Boyan already waiting.
Amelia tried to keep a distance between them so he wouldn’t smell anything he shouldn’t.
This could get any more embarrassing for her.
Nibbling on her lip, she kept glancing toward him, but Boyan was looking around the perimeter, watching, on high alert.
“I saw this guy through the day,” Amelia said.
“Could have simply been doing recon,” he said. “I’m not willing to risk it.”
They got to her apartment building, and she keyed in the code, opening the door.
Boyan didn’t move. “I leave you here tonight.”
“Oh, are you sure?”
“Yes, goodnight. Close and lock the door.”
He took a step back, but he didn’t leave.
Amelia didn’t know what was going on, but she closed and locked her door, making her way upstairs to her apartment.
At first, living away from the pack had upset her.
They didn’t want her, but she wanted them. They were her family. She was that weird family member that no one truly wanted but always seemed to stick around. That was her. After stepping into her apartment, she flicked the lock into place, hung up her bag and jacket, and kicked off her sneakers.
She rarely wore heels as they hurt her feet.
Pulling out the clip that bound her hair, she stepped into the main room, only to gasp when she caught sight of Wolfe.
He was naked. His hand wrapped around his cock.
“Take your clothes off.”
Her heart started to thud against her chest. Arousal hit her.
“Do I need to ask you again? I don’t like saying the same thing twice.”
She stripped off her clothes, standing in only her matching bra and panties.
“All of it,” he said.
They were gone within seconds.
“Nice. Come here.”
She moved until she stood in front of him.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I had a key made. Told Boyan I’ll be the one taking care of you at night. Unless you’d rather have another club brother come here.”
“No, no, I’m happy to see you. Just surprised.”
“Do you know how hard it has been to wait?” Wolfe asked. “My dick has been waiting for you, Amelia.”
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“I don’t think you are. Tell me how sorry you are.”
She had no idea what she was doing, so she went on instinct, sinking to her knees before him. Putting her hands on his legs, which were spread enough for her.
He still held his cock.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“Lick it.”
She flicked her tongue across the tip. Copious amounts of pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and she lapped it up.
“Good girl. Now put your mouth on me and suck me.”
She covered his dick with her mouth and moaned around the length of his cock as she sucked him into her mouth. He hit the back of her throat, and she pulled back, bobbing her head.
“That’s right. No teeth, just use your lips. You know what you’re doing. Oh, fuck, that feels good.” He still held the base of his length, and she kept on meeting his fingers as she worked her mouth over him.
“Look at those lips. I’ve been thinking about them over my cock all night, Amelia. You’re going to suck me, and then, when I come, you’re going to keep it in your mouth and let me see it, aren’t you?”
She hummed her approval.
“Good girl. I’m so close. You’re going to take it all.”
Amelia followed his directions, sucking at his length, and then he growled her name. She felt his cock expand, and suddenly, his cum spilled out of the tip. She was about to swallow and stopped herself, keeping it in her mouth.
“Don’t you lose a fucking drop,” he said, pulling out of her mouth.
Her lips were sealed.
“Tilt your head back,” he said, standing up.
She did as he asked.
“Open it.”
It was hard for her to do so, but she kept him in her mouth.
“Now … swallow it, but don’t close those lips, I want to see it go down that throat.”
His fingers went to her throat, and she wasn’t sure exactly how to do this. Then she swallowed, taking two tries to drink it all, and he held her throat as she did.
Chapter Nine
“What’s going on with you and Amelia?” Draco asked several days later.
Wolfe looked up from his plate of waffles that were soaked with maple syrup. It was the way he liked his waffles. In fact, it was the way he liked most of his breakfasts. Coated in some form of sweetener.