Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 102184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
As soon as my body calms, Devereaux stands, moving to the far wall. “Show’s over.” He flips a switch, and the curtains close, blocking out the men on the other side of the glass.
“Thank you for that.” I sit up, dangling my legs off the side. “Come here,” I tell him, wanting to give him the same thing he’s given me.
He stalks closer and I slide his zipper down, gazing up at him.
“You going to suck my cock with this pretty mouth?” he asks, running his thumb over my bottom lip.
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper.
“Fuck,” he grits out.
I lower his pants and boxer briefs. His dick stands at attention, full of life and ready for someone to take care of it. I open my mouth, sliding my tongue out to lick along his hard shaft.
“Fuck,” he moans again.
I play with it, licking and sucking before I swipe the bead of precum off the tip. “It’s so big,” I tell him, fisting the hard shaft in my hand.
“Suck it, baby. Stop teasing me, and suck my fucking cock,” he demands.
I slide his dick into my mouth, deep down my throat, until it can’t go in any further. I hollow out my cheeks, getting a good suction on him. And then I repeat, bobbing my head up and down.
His hands grip my face, and he controls my movements. “Look at you, nearly taking all of my dick in your mouth. So fucking good.”
I keep sucking, letting him move me to his will.
“Ah, fuck, Swan. I can barely hold on.”
His words inspire me to keep going, loving the fact I’m making him feel this good.
“I need inside you,” he whispers, like his whole body is in pain. Like he can’t live without me.
I get that, because once I solve this case, I’ll feel the same.
Chapter 34
Devereaux
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If I don’t fuck her, I may just come right down her throat, and I don’t want to do that. Not yet. I don’t want to come unless I’m balls deep inside her tight pussy.
I pull myself from her greedy mouth. “I need all of you,” I tell her.
She stands and rises on her tiptoes. “Will you please kiss me?”
“I could never deny you anything.” I crash my lips to hers and wrap her in my arms, feeling her hard nipples press against my chest.
She fits together with me so well.
Our tongues tangle, and then we’re on the bed. Chloe on her back, me hovering over her beautiful body. Both naked. Both ready.
Her legs cinch around my waist, and I grip her ass cheek with one hand.
“I need you,” I whisper before pushing my thick cock inside her.
Her legs spread wider, accepting my dick, until I’m fully seated inside her. “Ah, Devereaux,” she cries out.
I thrust my hips, moving in and out of her at a lazy rhythm. “You feel so fucking right.” So perfect.
I’ve never fallen for anyone, but this girl has me questioning everything.
I keep moving inside her, deeper and deeper, letting her pussy take every inch I have to offer.
Our eyes connect, and she cups my face in her hands. Emotions swirl in her eyes, telling me things that should frighten me. But I don’t look away. What is she doing to me?
I can’t fall in love. I don’t know how. But every second I’m deep inside her, I want to remain here for the rest of my life.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, letting my body build closer to the orgasm it so desperately needs.
I’ve needed to come since the moment I saw her in her gown tonight. Since she placed her tiny hand in mine.
I’m nowhere near done with her tonight, but I need this orgasm like I need the air in my lungs.
“I’m going to come,” I tell her, running my tongue over her jawline. “I can’t take it anymore. I need to come.”
I slip my hand between her thigh, seeking the bundle of nerves above her pussy.
“I’m coming,” she breathes out.
I want to tell her how much she means to me, but instead, I show her by coming so hard I nearly lose my vision. Everything around me spins out of control, and my mind’s fuzzy as I explode deep inside her.
Fuck.
We lie in a slump, our heavy breaths mixing together.
“That was…” Her words fall away.
“Epic,” I finish for her.
“Yeah. Epic. I’ve never had anything like that.”
I prop up on my elbows. “We’re nowhere near done for tonight,” I tell her and drop a kiss to forehead. “Let’s get dressed and find some food.”
“Like fuel?” She laughs.
“Yes, like fuel. There’s so many rooms left to explore tonight. The next room I plan to take you to, I think you’ll enjoy.”
“I love surprises,” she says.
After we dress, we put our masks on and head to the main area of the club.
I place my hand at the small of her back, letting everyone know she belongs to me, and guide her to a table. Servers in tuxedos butler-pass hor d'oeuvres and other culinary creations.