Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“It looks like he’s organized bets and loans for others then pinned the debts on them, leaving them in ruin,” Samuel says as he reads over the transaction history shaking his head. “That’s the scummiest thing I’ve ever seen. Worse than anything Sin, Inc. has done!”
“There’s a plus side to all this, at least,” Apollo says. “He’s made a mistake and we’ve found it. This can buy us some time with Archibald since we have proof he HAS the funds and is just unwilling to pay his dues.”
We all nod in agreement and we see a huge weight has lifted off Caroline. She hugs Apollo tightly before turning to me.
“Thank you all so much,” she says as she runs her hand across my chest. “Now, I know you boys have some things to do with this info, but I feel like I need to thank you properly.”
She jumps onto the bed with Samuel and pushes him over. He taps a button on the headboard, and his computer swivels behind his bed, tucked away. She turns back to Apollo and I and smiles wide, a lustful look on her face.
“Coming?”
Chapter 17
Caroline
“Do I need to repeat myself?” I ask them, looking back from the bed.
“Caroline, are you sure you’re up for this?” Samuel asks, but he’s already captured my hand.
The other men slowly join us on the bed.
I let go of Samuel’s hand and press him down to the bed. The look in my eyes more than answers his question.
Samuel’s natural scent fills the air around me, encompassing me with need.
It’s absolutely intoxicating, and I can’t help but lean down into it even more. The thin fabric of his shirt as I press my chest into his makes my nipples ache.
My breath catches in my throat as Samuel takes hold of my head swiftly and embraces my mouth with his.
Our tongues wrap around each other in our mouths, melding into one for a passionate waltz. I stroke my hands along his body, feeling every cut of his muscles even through the fabric covering it.
Fuck, his lips are soft.
I close my eyes, getting incredibly wet as we embrace.
My mind goes completely blank to the world around me. All my cares and worries simply melt away; I am only able to experience this moment.
Samuel caresses every inch of me he can reach as I prop myself up above him to gaze into his eyes.
Our gaze exchanges entire conversations without a single word passing between us. The room seems to spin around us as we get lost in each other’s eyes. I bite my lip as I stare on, the sheer anticipation welling up deep within me.
Samuel shifts his hips, inadvertently pressing his growing shaft into my leg. Feeling its hardness, his extreme girth, I can’t help but moan as I remember how it feels, and hunger for more.
Samuel reaches up and runs his fingers through my hair, tangling them tightly, then pulls me back down to him. Our lips meet once more, pressing into each other, craving to explore and taste every inch of the other’s soft, moist mouths.
He runs his hands down my back, pressing my body to his, pushing me down to embrace him fully.
His touch is gentle, yet firm against my body, as though he knows I’m by no means fragile, but still yearns to be both loving and teasing at the same time.
I arch my back to press into him more, grinding my thigh against his throbbing shaft. He moans into my mouth in response, echoing across the silent room.
I feel Samuel suddenly grab my ass tightly and presses my pussy against his cock.
I grind my hips into his in response, letting out a moan to match his.
The sound of our pleasure mixes within our mouths, reverberating within us, growing to something much more than just the two of us, much more than just a sound. It’s a cry and foretelling of what’s to come; what we plan to do to each other, both in this moment and the future.
I finally break away from him. My lips tingle with his touch, the taste of him so delicious in this moment that I have an aching, craving need to taste him more.
He licks his lips and the look in his eyes says he has the same sentiment as I do.
I smile wide down at him.
“A homebody like you shouldn’t have a move like that in their playbook,” I say teasingly, but my body is clearly burning with lust and need, and seeing him overcome with lust because of me is only furthering my internal heat.
Samuel smirks and lowers his eyes playfully at my quip. His charming smile is achingly handsome, and I’m driven to turn that smirk into many more expressions.
“I have my ways to make them come to me,” he says. His voice is smooth, and entirely unaffected by our shared pleasure.