Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Riding beside him, the window open, wind running through my hair, having just finished a job, I cannot imagine have to go home and care for someone else. No. Times like these when we have completed a job together and are on our way home that things get out of control, and we become ravenous savages. No baby needs to see that. “What are you thinking about, baby?” He asks me, giving me that knowing look.
“Just how much I love you and love us, just how we are.” It is the honest to Gods truth.
“Me too baby. I wouldn’t change a thing about ours. Not one fucking thing.”
Neither would I.
EPILOGUE
TICIANO
TEN YEARS LATER
Marriage agrees with me. Being with Ana agrees with me. Working with her has turned us into the couple that spends every moment of the day together and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I allied the Valladares with the DeSantis that didn’t require me to give up my blood, and it’s been working out for everyone.
After about a year and a half of marriage, we decided that kids weren’t the right fit for us, and we’ve never looked back. Given what we do at the drop of a hat it wouldn’t be fair. To children or to us. Besides, we are entirely to obsessed with each other to have to deal with that. It might be selfish, but it is what it is. We just walked into our house and within seconds, my lips are on hers. Sliding my cock inside of her is all I can think about.
“These lips tell me everything baby,” I begin. “You like when I talk to you like you this. You like when make you beg. You need it. You like riding my cock at the drop of a hat. You are never sated, and neither am I. It’s why we work. It’s why you’re mine.” She smirks at me and nods. Then takes her shirt off, then her bra. She tosses them into the haphazard pile she’s made, and I pounce on her. I lift her petite body in my arms and slide her pussy over my hard cock.
“Oh God, Ticiano, please. Don’t tease me. Not now,” she says.
“I won’t tease you,” I say, sliding into her wet cunt. When we are joined together, like this, it’s home.
“Mmm. Thank God,” she moans, bouncing on my cock. I maneuver us to the couch and lie her down on it. Leaning down, I pull her tight nipple into my mouth, while my cock slides in and out of her. Giving her no warning, I pull out of her and flip her, so she is face down, ass up in the air. Slamming back inside of her, I grip her hips tightly. She moans and her pussy clenches around me. I know I’m leaving marks on her skin, but I don’t care and neither does she. This is so fucked up. We both know that.
“So much tighter this way,” I grit out through clenched teeth. Her moans get louder as I continue to slam into her cunt. I trace my index finger down her ass and teaser her tight hole.
“Yes. Please. Give it to me. I need it.”
“Need what? Need my cock?” I ask, continuing to worship her tiny body. When she says nothing, I slam into her harder, gripping her hips harder. “Answer me,” I demand.
“Yes. Fuck me, husband,” she screams, coming around my cock. Her pussy muscles squeezing my cock triggers my own release and I fill her to the brim again.
“Oh, wife,” I growl into her ear after leaning over her. “My fucking pleasure.” I fuck her again and again, before remembering we just finished a job and covered in some stupid motherfucker’s blood. She does this to me.
And it’s just my luck that this is for forever.