Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Good, because I wore it for that sole purpose.”
“You didn’t have to wear something to get me to fuck you. I thought we had established that I will fuck you no matter what.” He nips at my ear, then gets off the stool and pulls me out to the dance floor. We’re the only ones out here, but he doesn’t seem to mind. Our bodies are locked, joined together as one as we rock.
“I’m falling in love with you, Joey.”
“I’ve already fallen, Mrs. Rossi.”
THIRTY-THREE
JOEY
Soon, I plan to tear that bunny suit off her with my teeth. Well, that’s the plan. She’s currently swaying her hips with Chanel as I sit on the sideline and watch.
“Do you think she wants to fuck her?” Lucas asks, stepping up next to me.
“What?” I don’t even bother looking at him.
“Your wife. Do you think because she likes pussy too that she wants to fuck my girl?” I turn to look at him and see a serious expression on his face.
“No, they’re just dancing, dickhead.”
“When you danced with her, did you want to fuck her?” he asks.
“Yes, I want to fuck her all the time.”
“My point.” He walks over to where the girls are, and they stop dancing when he reaches them. I watch as his mouth moves and Adora’s head falls back, and she starts laughing. Chanel’s face goes bright red, and she pushes Lucas away.
He walks back over to me, lifts his drink in his hand, and smiles.
“What did you say?” I ask. Adora is still laughing, and Chanel is completely red-faced.
“I said to Adora, ‘You can’t fuck her because she’s mine. So don’t even think about putting any of those pussy moves on her.’”
“Oh my God, Lucas.”
He shrugs as I shake my head. “What, just stating facts.”
“My wife does not want to fuck yours.”
“Yeah, yeah. Have you seen my girl? I don’t make her call me daddy for no good reason.”
“Fuck, Lucas, I don’t want to hear about what you make her call you in the bedroom.”
“Why? I’m happy to share.”
“I’m not.”
He nudges my shoulder with his. “Come on, tell me how Adora likes it. Is there a secret? I mean, you must at least be good at eating her pussy.”
“Lucas,” I warn.
“Okay. I know what size your cock is, and it’s big.”
“How the fuck do you know what size my cock is?”
“I’ve seen you piss.” Of course, he has. “The point is… your big-ass cock must be hitting all those right spots.”
“Oh, porca puttana.”
“Yeah, for fuck’s sake is right.” The doors open and Lucas shuts up as he looks in that direction, then he hands me his drink and walks over to whoever is it that’s entered. I watch as he speaks to them before Keir is waved over. I should join them, but I’m here to watch my wife dance, which is exactly what she’s doing.
Shaking her perfect little fucking ass.
She catches me looking and smiles before she walks over to me, wraps her arms around my shoulders, and leans in to kiss me. Kissing her is one of my favorite things, but her pussy is by far my absolute favorite thing.
When she pulls back, she smiles before spinning on her heel and strutting back to Chanel.
“Joey.” I turn to see Keir behind me. He nods to the back room where Lucas has gone and wants me to follow him. I don’t want to go with him because I am perfectly happy where I am, watching Adora smile and laugh and shake her ass. I like seeing her happy. But like a good little soldier, I get up and follow Keir into the back room where there is a one-way mirror in the middle of one wall.
“Joey,” Lucas says. I turn around but stay near the mirror. “You need to hear this.”
“Make it fast.”
“Joey, you are not to do anything stupid, do you understand?” Keir warns, which means this has something to do with Adora.
I eye him suspiciously.
“Would you listen if I said that about Sailor?” I ask, but he doesn’t answer me. “I figured as much.”
“It’s a command, Joey. Stay calm.”
“I am calm. But you’re all making me real fucking antsy.” I turn back to the mirror to watch her dancing. Merci has joined them on the dance floor, and Sailor is drinking shots at the bar. It’s going to be a fun night for Keir when he gets back out there.
Facing Keir again, I nod to Sailor. “Your wife has had three shots since I’ve been standing here.”
“Fucking hell.” He looks at Lucas. “I’ll be back. Stay fucking put and wait for me.”
Lucas nods as he walks out.
I nod my head to the man sitting next to Lucas and follow with, “Who’s that?”
“My informant.” Lucas smiles. The man sits there holding a bottle of water and looking everywhere but at me.