Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“And you need my come, don’t you?” My lips devoured her neck, lavishing her with full kisses and the gentle bites from my teeth. I rolled her hips as we moved together, both of our bodies writhing as one.
“Yes…” She held on to me and pressed her forehead to mine as she came, squeezing my dick so hard it would leave a bruise. Sweat trickled down her neck to her gorgeous tits, and her eyes turned lidded and heavy as euphoria washed over her. She came with endless moans, filling my bedroom with her hypnotic voice and making infinite echoes.
I watched her little performance, watched the way her eyes locked on to mine as she enjoyed every second of her high. My fat dick was doing its job by pleasing her. I never got so much satisfaction as watching a woman come. Watching her feel good made me feel good. I’d please her all night without getting any satisfaction of my own because just being inside her was enough for me.
She dug her nails into my shoulders and kept rocking. “Give it to me, Conway.”
I squeezed her waist so hard I thought I might crush her. My thumbs pressed into her rib cage, and I felt my dick twitch inside her.
“You want my come, Muse?”
“Please…” She ground into me harder, her gorgeous tits shaking in my face.
My jaw tightened, and my balls pulled closer to my body. I felt the climax approach over the horizon, felt it rush through all my veins and nerves. My cock seared with heat, and I felt my crown explode. “Fuck…” I pulled her tight on my lap, letting my come fill her tight little cunt. I gave her every single drop, gave her all my arousal. My face pressed into her tits as I finished, my come mixing with hers.
So damn good.
I kissed the area between her tits and sucked her nipples, aroused by my satisfaction. I’d had a long night dealing with the underworld, but the second I came home, all of that shit was left at the door. All I cared about was making love, not thinking about my hatred.
She stayed on my lap, my cock softening inside her. Her hands ran up and down my chest, her fingertips now gentle to make up for the way she gripped me before. Now I was home, and she was satisfied, so she could roll over and go to sleep. But she stayed parked on my lap. “I want more.”
My hands gripped her cheeks, and I squeezed them in my fingertips. “More what?”
She pressed her forehead to mine, her tits pressing against my chest. “You.”
I worked in my office and went over reports with Nicole. Androssi was now on board for production, but he hadn’t acquired all of my business. Now the work had been split between two different companies since I had so many orders to fill.
Fuck you, Androssi.
Preorders had spiked all over the globe, from Russia to Budapest.
I’d topped my best week by double.
I had lunch in my office and kept working, and once two o’ clock came around, I lost interest. I walked to the window and stared at the stables in the distance. I could see the horses, and when I looked at the stables, I could see Muse walking back and forth, carrying feed or hay.
When I looked at her, my recent accomplishments seemed insignificant.
Topping my previous sales week was only important because it reflected my quality. Money didn’t matter as much as it used to—because I had so much of it. Now that Muse was an integral part of my life, I cared far more about my reputation than the size of my wallet.
Because Muse didn’t seem to care about my money.
She was always impressed by the way people treated me, by the way my family loved me.
I stared at her through the window for a few minutes longer, watching her work in the humid weather as she busted her ass around the property. She had a difficult job, but not once did she complain.
She loved it.
My father respected her for working so hard.
I did too.
It would be easy for her to lie by the pool every day and go shopping for things she didn’t need.
But she never cared about that.
She cared about me.
I walked down to the stables where she was working, and I saw the jean shorts she wore up close. Short and dirty, they showed off her long, tanned legs and her boots. Her plaid shirt was tied around her waist, and she wore a white Stetson hat.
Damn, she looked fuckable.
I came up behind her, my eyes on her tight and perky ass. “Muse.”
She turned around quickly, a bright smile on her face that wasn’t there a moment ago. “What brings you down here?” She tilted her hat back slightly to reveal more of her face. Free of makeup with a little dirt on her cheek, she looked naturally perfect.