Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to do that. It’s sweet of you to ask, though.”
“Excuse me?” I don’t understand what she means.
“I have a thing for pockets. That’s why you’re asking.”
“Sorry, but I had no idea you had a thing for pockets.” I let out a low chuckle. “I, too, happen to have one, I suppose. I have all my suits tailored to have that pocket.”
“Oh.” Tova perks up. “Do you keep something special in it?” Her face goes soft.
“I do.” I watch curiosity take over, but she doesn’t ask.
“I’ll make sure it’s done.”
“I’d appreciate that—all of your help actually.” Tova has been helping me with Naomi’s ring. She has many contacts here and can have it done quickly.
“I’m loving every second of it.” A smile overtakes her face.
That was part of why I’d gone to her as well. I knew she’d want to be a part of it, and I’m finding myself fond of Naomi’s mother. I didn’t anticipate how I would mesh with the family, but it’s far easier than I would have calculated.
My phone starts to vibrate in my pocket. I pull it out to see it’s a call from Arturo. I’ve been at the Marino estate for a few weeks now, and I’m having to delegate tasks. War and everyone else knows Naomi and I will be getting married without a shadow of a doubt.
For that reason, my docks are now under their protection. It has everyone backing off for the meantime. I’m sure they believe they will come back to the issue once everything is settled. That’s the thing, though; it’s not going to settle, at least not until everything unfolds.
I motion to Tova that I’m going to step out.
“How are things?” I ask Arturo as I make my way over to the library. No one is there. Naomi went downstairs to work out with Mac. I shut the door behind me.
“The last two shipments came in without issue.” I had sent him back out to the West Coast after we finished cleaning up the shop in Carolina.
I didn’t have a rat that told Luigi Esposito about the surprise ambush on their own ambush. That had been my first thought when the building across the street had been hit with Mac inside. We’d ended up finding cameras they’d put up and became aware right in the middle of it all.
“How about the meeting with Governor Welch? That went well?” I take a seat in one of the chairs while Arturo fills me in on the details. He’s been doing well, and I’m debating if I should send him out there full-time.
I glance toward the door when it opens, and Naomi slips in, closing it behind her. She’s in a sports bra and those stretchy black pants that always make me fucking hard.
Naomi has always turned me on. She’s all I thought about for years when I fucked my hand, imagining it would be her one day. Now that my dick knows what it feels like to be inside of her, my libido is fully awakened.
I mouth to her who I’m on the phone with and that I’ll only be a second. She waves it off, mouthing back to take my time as she makes her way over toward me. I shift back, spreading my thighs, thinking she’s going to sit down on my lap.
I’m always pulling her into my lap. At first she would fidget, not used to the PDA, but she wanted it. I could tell by the way she’d eventually settle into me. Now she’ll drop down into my lap all on her own. Not this time, though. Instead, to my surprise, she drops to her knees between them, onto the thick rug in front of the fireplace. I raise my brows in question. Naomi gives me a coy smirk, resting her hands on my thighs.
“He should be worried,” I respond to Arturo. The governor is worried about the next election and running against Archie Guldner.
“What do you think?” Arturo asks.
“I think we need to dig more into Guldner. I want a deep vetting.” Arturo knows what that means. How deep I dig into people and everything that they do. To me, no detail is too minor.
Naomi’s hands slide up my thighs to the button of my pants. She licks her lips as she undoes it. I close my eyes and suck in a deep breath when she reaches into them and frees my cock, her soft hand wrapping around it.
“I already have…” I don’t catch the rest of what he says. I’m momentarily paralyzed as she starts to stroke me, her mouth slowly moving closer. Precum is already sliding down the head of my cock.
Then the little minx swipes her tongue across it, tasting it. A full-body tremble wracks through me, making my girl slightly smile, her cheeks flushing.