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“Come with me,” growls Augustus, toying with my nipple. “Let me feel that cunt orgasm around my dick.”
Yanking my head back, his mouth descends on mine, stealing my oxygen. Every single sensation heightens and soars my lust. Every inch of me is being worshipped with greedy fingers and lips.
I’m tipped over the edge with a bite to my clit and a cock swelling inside my walls. Augustus yells my name against my mouth as he shoots his release inside me. A never-ending stream of cum spurts in my womb, prolonging my orgasm.
I remember nothing but a floating subspace as I give in to the blackness.
Trusting my devil to guard me.
CHAPTER – 63
Nessa
Returning to school is a bittersweet feeling.
Several reasons are contributing to it.
I hate that things blew apart just as I was getting into the stride of teaching. It was a reprieve from the loneliness and the stress of everything else in my life. Until Amber’s death came in like a wrecking ball and dismantled all the progress I made.
As if I’m not nervous enough, I have to face Ace too and pretend he’s not the man I thought he was. Sweet, my ass. A friend, hardly. I also need to pretend he hasn’t seen me naked and tasted my pussy while Augustus…
I can’t even finish the thought.
Even after two days, I feel like I hallucinated it all. How stupid could I be? Why did my instincts stray me wrong? Ace is a wolf hiding in sheep’s clothing. A disguise he played too excellently.
I’m also mad at Augustus. However, I also know I’ll forgive him, especially with all the groveling he’s been doing since Saturday.
Kissing me, washing my hair, feeding me junk food, and binge-watching all of Al Pacino’s movies with me. He didn’t even fuck me, just gave me countless orgasms until my legs turned into jelly. Without bothering about his pleasure.
Who am I kidding? Ihaveforgiven him.
Besides, we have much bigger problems to deal with. Like how I need to contact Agent Michael for my weekly call. But I’m yet to buy a burner phone.
Augustus hardly ever lets me out of his sight. So, I don’t know how I can sneak away to meet either Detective Arjun, who is my point of contact to update Michael in case I can’t call. I debated texting him from my normal phone, but it’s too risky.
Plus, I’m under strict orders not to unless it’s through a burner phone.
Again, I can’t go buy one with Augustus attached to my hip twenty-four seven. If it’s not him, then it’s Maverick.
The worst part is it’s coming from a place of protectiveness, not control. I can’t fault him for that. It’s one of the things I love about him.
After Anonymous, the deadlier danger is Debolina, who has her eyes set on me. I know deep down that she’s waiting for the right time to attack.
She won’t succeed.
I’m not the weak little girl she remembers.
Parking the SUV in my spot at the school, I grab my purse from the passenger seat and step out of the car.
Immediately, all eyes fall on me.
Judgmental.
Disgusted.
Invasive.
My skin prickles like I’m being stung by a group of bees. I’m so glad I didn’t let Augustus drop me off. Coming with him would’ve drawn extra attention I didn’t need. He only agreed because he has a tracker in the car, so he’s aware about my whereabouts at all times.
