Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“Who said I wasn’t happy?”
I didn’t answer because it seemed rhetorical to me. I took another drink and gave him a knowing look.
“Bates and I are in this together. I would never turn my back on him.”
“That’s noble.”
“We’re family. You do anything for family.”
“Yeah…” I stuck out my neck for my father, and the blade was so close to sawing through my skin. “So, what do you think about my bed?”
He cocked his head slightly like he didn’t understand the question.
“I know it’s small and old. Your bed is like…three times as big.”
“I’ve never paid attention to your bed—just the naked woman in it.”
I smiled. “Good answer. Where are we screwing after this? My place or yours?”
His eyes narrowed at the ballsy question. “How about yours?”
“That’s fine with me.” I was always worried that Damien would show up at the wrong time, but if he saw the perimeter of fifty men, he should be smart enough to stay away and not blow my cover.
“Good. Now I have the rest of dinner to consider exactly how I’m going to fuck you.”
When we walked out of the restaurant, Cato’s phone rang. He glanced at the name on the screen before he answered. “What?” He listened to whoever was on the other end as his car pulled up to the curb. “You’re sure? Yeah, I’ll be there in a second.” He hung up and dropped his phone into his pocket. “I have business to take care of.”
I’d thought I would be smothered by a gorgeous man all night and the following morning. I refused to be a brat and complain about it, but I was definitely disappointed. Now that I was getting the best sex of my life on a regular basis, I wanted it all the time. I wanted to enjoy it as long as I could. “Then I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night, Cato.”
He continued to stare at me on the sidewalk, his blue eyes smoldering like fire made of ice.
I had no idea what that look meant. “Really, it’s fine. I understand.”
He grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me into the alleyway on the side of the restaurant. It was a narrow space between the two buildings, and there were no streetlights, so it was fairly dark.
“What are you doing?”
He led me around the corner to the most private spot then undid his belt and the top of his slacks. “I’m not going to be able to think straight until I’ve fucked you.” He turned me around and pushed me against the wall before he yanked my dress above my ass. He shoved my panties to my thighs.
“I don’t know what kind of woman you think I am, but I’m not the kind of woman who—”
He shoved himself inside me, his chest pressed against my back as he held on to my hips. Then he pounded me against the wall, slamming his dick into me like he didn’t give a damn what I had to say.
I shut my mouth and gripped the wall as he fucked me. It felt so good that I wondered if I really was the kind of woman who liked to get fucked in an alleyway. I would never be stupid enough to go down a dark alley by myself, but with Cato there, I wasn’t afraid at all. I enjoyed it like we were screwing in my bed at home. Even if the cops saw us, they would just look the other way—because Cato owned them.
Like he owned me.
“Fuck.” He wrapped his arm around my neck and held me against him. “I have to fuck this pussy.”
“Because it’s your pussy.” I grabbed his hip and guided him harder into me.
His lips rested against my ear, and he moaned in approval. “I own your pussy, don’t I?”
“Yes.”
“I fucking own it.”
“Yes.” I held on to the wall as I came, my fingers getting covered in dirt. My cunt squeezed him and bathed him in my wetness. I could feel every sensation between my legs, feel the heavenly explosion that made my fingertips go numb.
He didn’t last much longer. He gave his final pumps before he released inside me, dumping all his seed deep within my cunt. “Fuck, baby.” He let his cock soften inside me as he enjoyed the remainder of his high. Then he quickly pulled out of me and fixed his pants.
I felt the come drip down my legs, so I wiped it away with my fingers then licked it.
He went absolutely still, staring at me as if he couldn’t believe what he just saw.
Like I still had the grace of a queen, I pulled my panties up and returned my dress over my hips. Then I fixed my hair and walked off like nothing happened.
I sat between the two men at the bar. “Landon, this is—”