Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“If it feels this good without having actual sex, I can’t even begin to imagine how it will feel when I actually do,” I say absentmindedly, as I run my hand down Micah’s torso to where he’s still hard. “Lift up.”
It takes him a second to understand what I’m saying, but once he does, he lifts his body onto the edge of the hot tub so he’s no longer sitting in the water, and I’m situated between his legs. If my husband can’t get laid on our wedding night, the least I can do is get him off with my mouth. The last time I gave him a blowjob, he enjoyed it so much, he thought I’d lied about my inexperience.
Getting onto my knees, I pull the waistband of his shorts down and watch as his cock springs to attention, the swollen head begging for me to put my mouth on it. I thought giving head would be gross. My mom used to bitch about it all the time, but with Micah, I enjoyed it. Not only does he taste good, but knowing that I’m the reason for his pleasure is such an aphrodisiac.
I use my mouth and hand to work him over—tasting, licking, sucking—until he’s moaning my name and coming down my throat. And then he’s pulling me into his lap, kissing me, devouring me. He carries me back inside to the bathroom where he gives me another orgasm on the counter, this time with his mouth.
Once we’re both rinsed and dried off separately—since I’m not ready for that kind of intimacy yet—he takes me to bed, refusing to let us get dressed. He pulls me into his arms, our warm, naked bodies entwined, and then he kisses me softly as he runs his fingers through my hair. Soon after, my body becomes limp, and my eyes flutter closed.
“I love you, Hellcat,” he murmurs, as I slowly drift off to sleep, feeling things I never thought I’d feel—safe and cherished and loved.
CHAPTER TWENTY
MICAH
“You on your way to see Gutierrez?” Lincoln asks over Bluetooth.
“Yeah. Figured it’d be best to get it over with. He’s either going to accept it or we’re going to end up in a war.”
When I woke up this morning with Sienna’s body wrapped around mine for the third morning in a row, I knew I needed to get this shit handled. Until we know where we stand, we’re at an impasse. She and Ellie can’t leave the hotel, and as much as I love having Sienna all to myself, she deserves to live her life. And my hope is that once things calm down and she doesn’t feel like her back is against the wall, she’ll give us a real chance, one that isn’t overshadowed by all the bullshit.
“Fuck,” Lincoln breathes. “I know you care about this woman but going to war with Eleazar would mean—”
“I don’t give a shit what it would mean,” I bark, cutting him off. I meant it when I told Sienna she comes first. I’ll do everything in my power to ensure she’s safe and out of harm’s way, even if that means going up against the dirtiest underground crime boss. The Alexanders might be cleaner, have more legit businesses, but we’re also wealthier and have more clout in this town. I’m trying to handle the situation without a bloodbath. But if that’s what it takes…
“All right, all right.” He sighs. “Let me know how it goes. You know I got your back no matter what.”
“Thanks.”
We hang up just as I pull up to the guard gate at Gutierrez’s home. It’s risky coming here without clearing it with Eleazar first, but if I attempt to arrange another meeting, he’d definitely know something is up.
After getting my info, the guard lets me know Eleazar is home and will see me. I walk through his house and into his office, and without so much as a hello, I slap the marriage certificate on his desk.
He reads over it, shakes his head, and chuckles. “This girl must really mean something to you,” he says, his accent heavy. There are several beats of silence as Eleazar contemplates his decision. “Fine, we’re even. I won’t touch her, but the mom is dead.”
“I don’t give a fuck about that bitch. So the bounty…?”
“I’ll have it removed today. Just to be on the safe side, I would have your new bride wait a few days before she ventures out… Just in case someone doesn’t get the message.” He smirks, and I ball my fists, holding myself back from punching him in his face since that wouldn’t end well. Besides, I’ve already gotten him to agree. Sienna is free.
I extend my hand and Eleazar shakes it, but before he releases my hand, he says, “Just remember that I’m doing this favor because she’s your wife. If that ever changes, I can’t help what happens.”