Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 77309 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77309 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“You do too,” I gasp. “God, I need you in me. I need you to fuck me, Conlan.”
He spanks my ass. The sound’s heaven as I bang against him. I’m moaning, out of my mind with bliss, but before I can lose myself, he turns me around again. This time he pins me down on my back, and his mouth’s between my legs licking me, sloppy and gorgeous, before he’s fucking me again.
I raise my arms above my head. He pins my wrists there and licks my nipples, sucking them, controlling me as he stares into my face.
“This is what I’ve been imagining,” he says. “You beneath me, moaning as my cock fucks you into submission. I want to watch you come on my shaft, lovely girl.”
I stare back at him, at his muscular shoulders and arms, at his chest flexing with each thrust. “God, yes,” I moan. “Please, yes, I want it so bad.” I’m half whining, half moaning.
He gives me more. Fucks me deep, rolling into me over and over, and we sink into a rhythm. There’s only the feeling of him inside of me, fucking me, taking me, again and again, his hands still holding my wrists down.
“Look at me while I fuck you,” he says.
I gasp, back arching, and I can’t take it anymore. “Yes,” I say, my voice low. “Yes, god, yes.” It’s building, building, my core a tight mess, and finally I feel myself tipping over that edge into oblivion.
I come and he watches me the whole time, fucking me through it. He takes me like that, takes me and makes me his own, as pleasure rips my world to pieces, and he stitches it back together.
Only moments after my orgasm starts to slow, he stiffens, and I feel him come between my legs. Deep inside of me, warm and comforting. He groans and I bury his mouth with mine, rolling my hips, greedy for him to feel as good as I felt, wanting every last drop.
We collapse together. Sweaty, spent. It’s a glorious feeling, his arms wrapped around me, my head buzzy with bliss. Ears ringing with the sound of his groans.
“Not the start to the day that I pictured,” he whispers.
“Disappointed?”
“Not in the least.”
“Good.” I pause and grin at him. “You’ll still make me coffee, right?”
“Isabel, I will make you as much coffee as you want.”
“That’s the answer I wanted.”
He kisses me gently. “Does this mean you aren’t terrified of me?”
“I wouldn’t go that far.”
“Maybe a little fear is a good thing, if it makes you want to fuck me like that.”
“Filthy man.”
“Damn right.”
I laugh as he kisses me, and the voice in the back of my head that second-guesses everything keeps on whispering about how this is a huge mistake, but I manage to silence it for a while as we spend a lazy morning in bed together.
Chapter 28
Conlan
We get to the Lincoln late in the day. Isabel holds my hand on the way inside, and I’m not sure if she’s doing it for show, or if she’s doing it because she wants to stay close.
I don’t mind either way.
It’s an excuse to touch her, and that’s all I need.
I can tell something’s off the second we’re inside. The front staff is whispering to each other and nobody’s meeting my gaze. I make it ten feet before Lisa comes charging over, looking nervous, her hands rubbing together.
“Mr. Costa,” she says, which is a bad sign. She only ever uses that formal name when she’s got bad news.
“What happened?” I release Isabel’s hand. “Don’t tell me it’s another party disaster.”
“No,” Lisa says quickly. “No, it’s, uh—” She clears her throat. “Damon’s out looking right now. He’s got a ton of people—”
My jaw sets. “Lisa.”
“Allison’s missing. She didn’t show up this morning to the team meeting—”
I look back at Isabel, barely holding back my anger. “I knew this would be a problem.”
“Don’t overreact,” she says, raising her hands. “Maybe she’s in her room.”
“Damon checked that,” Lisa says. “But it was empty.”
“Where else could she be?” I stalk across the lobby toward the elevators. Isabel and Lisa hurry to keep up. “She’s not stupid enough to run away right now. Weren’t things going well with her?”
“I don’t know if I’d say that.” Lisa looks uncomfortable as we get onto the elevator. “Look, you told me to stall her, right? I’ve basically been trying to do two jobs at once, my normal job, and making Allison happy without actually letting her do any damage.”
“And I appreciate that.” I give her a flat stare. “But something happened.”
“She pushes hard and can’t stand hearing the word no, which is basically all I ever say, because otherwise she would’ve blown this whole place to little pieces. I mean, she wanted to host a fireworks show—”
“Fireworks?” My eyebrows shoot up. “She really did want to burn the place down.”