Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 68814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
“Han…” I whined.
“Quiet,” he ordered.
I was, and that was when I heard the male voices that were talking loudly somewhere nearby.
His thrusts went from long and rough to short and deep.
He wasn’t moving in and out so much as grinding and repositioning.
It was a completely different sensation, and I couldn’t stop the impending orgasm even if I tried.
“Han, God. I need…” I cried out.
I heard a ‘what was that?’ and a ‘sounds like someone’s getting some.’
But I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t freakin’ see.
Because he pulled out and slammed back inside so hard that I saw literal stars as my head went back and I saw the dark sky above my head through the moonroof.
Then my orgasm slammed into me, taking me under so hard and fast that the real stars transformed into fake stars as my eyes squeezed so tightly shut that they exploded behind my eyelids.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I heard said.
I wasn’t sure who said it.
The men we’d been hearing. Hannibal.
I didn’t know.
What I did know was that I was broken.
Utterly and completely broken.
There was no way I’d be able to function tonight.
Then things started to come back online.
The dinging of the truck as it kept saying ‘keys have left the vehicle.’
Harsh pants coming from the man that’d just fucked me senseless.
The rumble of the diesel engine as it ran.
“Holy shit, what the hell was that?” I found myself asking.
Hannibal pulled out of me then, and I felt the wetness leaving me as he did.
“Shit,” I said. “We don’t have anything to wipe this up.”
We’d just cleaned out his truck that morning. We’d come back and forth from all over the country so many times in his truck that it was a freakin’ mess. We’d vacuumed it out, washed it, and had thrown away so many fast-food napkins that I’d laughed.
I wasn’t laughing now.
I was going to be whining because I was wet the entire night.
Then his hand was there.
He was cupping my pussy with his big palm, and then he started to rub the semen he’d left behind into my pussy. Then my ass. My upper pubic area.
My breath caught.
“Han…” I started.
But then he pulled back his hand, and it came down so hard on my ass that the reprimand that’d been on the tip of my tongue was lost.
My breathing hitched, and then I was wondering how in the hell I could be ready for more of him when I’d literally just had the orgasm of my life.
“Scooch upward so I can get your leg out of this seatbelt.
Yeah, it was kind of stuck.
It wasn’t going to be moving without me going forward to slip my leg out.
Which was exactly what I did.
The long flowy dress was a hindrance as I all but army crawled back into my seat.
He caught my foot and guided it through the loop before letting it go.
I heard the seatbelt zip all the way up just as I smoothed my dress down and sat on my bottom.
I looked over at him as he climbed inside, then watched as he slammed the door closed and pulled forward and around the building.
He came to a stop in front of two men that were staring at us.
They looked unsurprised to see us there.
This must be two of his men.
I’d known they would be there, but it was still slightly embarrassing to see them there.
Hannibal bailed out of the car and came around to my side to let me out.
I slid to the ground, and his eyes took me in.
“Okay?” he asked.
Was I okay?
I was more than okay.
I was fuckin’ zen.
“Yes,” I promised. “More than okay.”
His lips quirked, and then he was looping the hand that’d just rubbed his come into my skin around my waist—with his hand fisted—and walking toward the men.
His other hand, the one that I was fairly sure was covered in my pussy juices still, went out to shake the two men’s hands.
He stopped halfway though, realizing what he was about to do, and then fisted his hand and gave them fist bumps instead.
I dropped my head to hide my smile.
“Albert. Gustavo. This is my girl, Hades. Hades, these are the two men that’ll be working with us tonight. If anything were to happen, and you need to get away, both of them are there for you to go to.”
We’d gone over this a hundred times already.
But I nodded my head and said, ‘yes’ anyway.
“It’s nice to meet you both,” I said, trying to hold their gazes and failing.
Yep, they’d heard everything.
Though they weren’t showing any smugness at the knowledge, I was more than aware that if they weren’t showing it, they were definitely thinking it.
They wouldn’t be Hannibal’s men if they weren’t extremely intelligent.
At least they were discreet.
“Ma’am.” They both nodded at me.
“Y’all ready?” Hannibal asked.
We all nodded.
“Then let’s do it.”