Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
I’m going to change that.
I’ll show her what happens when someone messes with my woman.
SHE GLIDES UP AND DOWN on my cock, her perfect tits bouncing in my face as I clutch her close, loving the way her pussy grips me. Hands running up and down the perfectly smooth flesh on her back, I know I’m close. I can feel my release rising with every flick of her hips. Her mouth parts on a moan and judging by how tightly she’s squeezing my cock, I know she’s going to cum soon, too.
“Cum for me, baby,” I growl, leaning down and sucking her nipple into my mouth.
It forms a hard bud, and she moans as she gets closer and closer.
“Come on,” I hum against her flesh. “Fuckin’ explode around me.”
She does, her body tightening then releasing with a tremble and a moan that has my balls pulling up, ready to explode inside her. My growls of satisfaction rumble across her breast as she shudders, pussy clenching and unclenching as she orgasms around me. I can’t hold on much longer, and within seconds, I’m releasing inside her with a feral hiss.
I’ll never get tired of fucking Ciara.
Not ever.
By the time she pulls away from me, my panting has slowed. She stands in front of me gloriously naked, every curve of her body highlighted under the dull bedroom light. Even after two kids, she’s perfect. Her stomach is no longer flat and toned, and she has this little soft spot right below her belly button, and that soft spot is my new favorite part of her. It’s perfect. It gave us life.
She has softer curves where her hips dip, and her bottom is so fucking deliciously round. Having babies took her from having a tight, young body, to a luscious, full, beautiful woman’s body, and I love everything about it. I want to run my mouth over every soft inch, kissing until she writhes beneath me.
“You’re thinking about round two, aren’t you,” she whispers, with a smile.
“I’m thinkin’ about how fuckin’ perfect your body is after the babies.”
She flushes. “You mean this soft little belly?”
She puts her hand on her lower belly and splays it out.
I push to my feet and walk over, pulling her against my body. “That soft little belly is the best fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen.”
Smiling up at me, she looks calm for the first time in weeks. “I need to go.”
“I know.”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay here all day? It’s a long time to sit in this tiny room.”
I’m not looking forward to it, but I’d sit in this room for days if it meant finding who is bothering her.
“I’m good. Go.”
She cleans up and then gathers her things before giving me one last longing look and leaving. Staring around the small room, I sit on the edge of the bed and hope this fucker decides he wants to come in today while the dorm is quiet because fuck if I want to sit here for hours and hours.
I pass the time by flicking through the television channels and making some calls in regard to some shipments that are going out this week. Jackson has given me permission to take control of the drug situation, but only if I agree not to kill anyone without clearing it with the other members.
Fair call.
The door creaking has my head whipping around.
I’ve just turned the television off and was getting ready to make another call and the sound has my chest clenching.
I push to my feet quietly, taking a step back and waiting.
Hanging onto my breath, I clench my fists, waiting for this fucker to come in and show his face.
The door creaks open and a shadow appears on the other side.
I move too quickly; I know it the second I do it.
I step out and in one lunge, I’m at the door, jerking it open.
A man in a hoodie is on the other side, but he’s already sensed my presence and has spun on his heel and is charging off down the hall.
“Fuck,” I bark.
I take off after him, but he’s already got a hell of a lead.
Not to mention, he knows where he’s going.
Barking at him to stop, I chase him down the halls and out the front door.
There are no people around, the halls are quiet because everyone is in their classes. Out front, there are a few people getting around, some coming back for lunch. By the time I’m out the front door, I’ve lost sight of him. With an angry bark, I frantically look around, trying to see if I can spot him, but he’s gone.
A young couple are staring at me with wide eyes.
“Did you see a man in a hoodie?” I ask, trying to keep my voice calm so I don’t completely scare them.