Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“Okay, you can’t completely be an asshole to Rachel, she’s had a rough time of it. I can’t help but feel sorry for her,” I say as I slide in the backseat as he sits next to me and snorts.
“There’s nothing sorry about that cunt.” He pulls me onto his lap before I can defend her, his nose instantly going to my neck.
“Mmm, I missed you.” He inhales as I feel his hard erection on my ass as the SUV starts to move.
“I’m serious, you just completely steamrolled over her in front of not only Alberto, but everyone else.” My voice is raspy as I look over at the driver, who thankfully is watching the road as Ammo spreads my legs open with his knees.
“That’s me being nice. If you don’t like what I picked, tell Alberto. It makes me sick knowing she has her claws in you,” he growls as his hand goes up my thigh.
“Ammo, she’s my PR...” I lean my head back onto his shoulder as he kisses my eyelid.
“Shhh, that’s a good girl.” His fingers easily push aside my panties as I try and sit up because he can’t finger me, his driver will see…and hear.
“Relax, just look straight ahead.” His voice is almost coaxing as his other hand reaches for my neck, holding me in place. “Such a nasty girl getting so wet. You like my driver being able to hear you? You want me to have him stop the car so he can watch as I make you come?” He growls in my ear as my body tightens and my pussy gets wetter.
“No,” I almost sob out.
“Hey, Bobby?” And my nails dig into his forearms as he starts to slowly finger fuck me.
“Oh my God, no,” I hiss.
“Yeah, boss?” My eyes dart to see his looking at Ammo through the rearview mirror.
“Can you please…” His finger goes deep, so deep, I see black dots as I try to not move as he rubs my G-spot. I’m gonna come, and I can’t seem to stop it.
“Yeah, can you turn up the music, please.” Barely hearing Ammo as my body tightens, I let out a sound I don’t think I’ve ever made as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through my body. My pussy convulses as his finger stays deep inside me and his whispered breath hits my ear.
“Fuck, that’s my little slut…your cum is soaking my hand. Such a naughty girl…you know that, right?” He bites the fleshy part of my ear lobe, then sucks as I pant and continue to pulse on him. “Yeah, you love that Bobby knows that I’m fingering you.” He grunts as music fills the back and he slowly slides his finger out of me.
“Shh, I got you.” He smiles as he kisses my face, and my body instantly goes limp while he holds me tighter. Ignoring the way my heart seems to beat stronger when I’m with him, or the way everything just feels lighter.
And I ignore all of that other noise and let his strong heartbeat lull me into thinking I’m not broken, that I haven’t been betrayed in my past by the people who supposedly loved me, and that he might actually be the one.
Because this feeling…snuggling deeper as he kisses my forehead…it’s amazing. I bury my nose in his neck and inhale his scent.
Yeah, this is either gonna save me, or tear me apart…either way, I’m a fool to think I have the power to stop it.
AMMO
My arms tighten on her as I look out the window. The ocean, with its white-capped waves roll in and out as we make our way up Pacific Coast Highway.
That possessive, primal need I have with her makes me want to instruct Bobby to just keep driving. I really don’t want to share her, even if it’s only for a couple of hours.
Smiling at my caveman thoughts, I kiss the top of her head. Not only do I like her more each day, but I also want to fuck her twenty-four-seven.
“Court, baby, we’re here.” Frowning as Bobby pulls over, the long line of expensive cars a half mile down PCH as we all wait like schmucks for the valet.
“Just go around and drop us off at the front, grab a burger, watch some sports, I’ll text you when we’re ready.” I look down at Courtney as her long black eyelashes blink open at me, and then around the vehicle as if it’s all coming back to her.
“Thanks, Ammo.” Bobby swerves around the line of cars as Courtney tries to slide off my lap.
“I fell asleep?” She sounds horrified as I grin, still not letting her go.
“I wore you out.” Giving her a quick kiss as her cheeks pinken, her eyes get wider as they dart over to Bobby.
“Paparazzi, boss.” Bobby points to the right side of the road where a dozen star snappers are not even trying to pretend they aren’t invading our privacy. There’s also a bunch of people just sitting around in lawn chairs.