Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
My phone starts buzzing in my pocket the second we finish, so I help her off my lap and hand her dress back while I tuck my cock away. “Now that’s celebrating,” Candy says with a giggle.
“Damn right. I hope I didn’t hurt you, mi dulce.”
“No more than usual,” she says with a wink. The typical pain my big dick causes when I stretch her tiny body is a job hazard. I stare at her, wondering if she’s telling me the truth. Tucking loose strands of hair behind her hair, she smiles and says, “I’m perfect.”
“That you fucking are, my wife.”
My phone buzzes again and annoys the fuck out of me. I see a message from one of my men still at the courthouse. “What is it, Miguel?”
“Someone opened fire and killed her father while they were transferring him to the corrections vehicle.”
“Well, that’s a problem. Do the police know who did it?”
“Yeah. Carlino’s wife.”
“Wow. Now that I didn’t see coming. Thanks.” I end the call and explain it to Candy.
The next words out of my woman’s mouth surprise the fuck out of me. “It doesn’t surprise me for shit. She knew Carlino would get dropped by one of his enemies in prison and wanted to be the one to get him first. He ruined her life and made a mockery of her as a wife. One bastard child after another only to leave her with nothing but shame. I’d put a bullet in your balls too.” The look she gives me is a warning, as if she hasn’t learned that I breathe only for her.
“Thankfully, that would never happen. I live and breathe for you. I even chased you down when you ran from me.”
A pretty smile spreads over her flushed cheeks. “Thank you for chasing.”
“Anytime.” She won’t get far because I have her tracked, but I’ll always be willing to play.
Five years later…
Candy runs, turning her head to look behind her, which is going to get her another ass whooping. It’s dangerous to be so unfocused on what’s in front of her, and she knows that better than anyone.
A whoosh and thud follow as she slams painfully into my chest as she reaches my office. I grip her biceps. “You can’t outrun the devil, my sweet.”
“How did you get ahead of me?” she pants, looking up at me with confusion and irritation. The cute little frown forms on her face, making me laugh.
I reach behind her and close the door, clicking the lock, so we’re not disturbed. I wink, lower my head, and kiss her lips softly before pulling back. “Skill, desire, and fear.”
Her head tilts as she worries her bottom lip between her teeth. “Fear?”
I tug it free and brush my lips against hers before confessing the truth. “Fear of you disappearing.”
Her hands come up and cup the growing scruff I have coming in. She looks me in the eyes and then shakes her head lightly. “Not going to happen again because I know you love me more than anyone ever could.”
“Fuck, mi dulce, you’re not going to sweet talk your way out of your payment.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t dare, Mr. Diaz.”
“Good girl. On your knees, now.” She smiles wickedly, dropping slowly to her knees. I’m already freeing my cock from my slacks. She grips my length, giving it a good tug before she laps her tongue over the head, swiping off the pre-cum with a moan.
“Take it deeper, my sweet.” She does, greedily sucking me, vacuuming my shaft down her throat. I love how she takes me all the way, relaxing her gag reflex and then releasing me to repeat it. Her small hands fist the base of my length, stroking me until I’m nearly on the verge of coming.
I lift her up and spin her against my desk. Bending her over, I flip her dress over her ass. “No fucking panties. It’s like you’re begging for it.” I swat her ass three times in quick succession before I slide into her tight hole. A shiver of pleasure shoots up my spine.
“Fuck, Sebastian. You devil.”
“That’s right. It’s what you need. A good fuck to teach you a lesson, mi esposa.”
Her legs shake as she comes, and I flood her womb with every drop I have for my dirty wife.
“I’m starting to think you love chasing after me.”
“Just as much as you love running.” That is, without a doubt, the truth of our marriage. It began with a cat-and-mouse game that we can’t get enough of, even if I still know where she is at any given moment of any given day.
Candy
Ten years later…
Laughter fills the backyard, and I do my best to wait because I know it will end once my husband spots me. I’m betting he’ll see me in this outfit, and his handsome face will get serious, followed by a low growl that will rip from his chest. Hopefully, the water’s cold enough to keep his cock down, but I know it won’t be, so he’ll have to move fast to my side.