Page 106 of Contract of a Billionaire
I shook my head. “Probably?”
“I inherited all my father’s enemies. Add to it that I ended the human trafficking in our territory and earned myself some more because I hurt their business.”
“So you can’t get out?”
“If I get out, there would be someone taking over the territory and possibly reinstating human trafficking. My friends and I have worked hard and sacrificed a lot to end it. I can’t just throw it away.”
“But gun and drug dealings– ” He tensed and uncertainty flickered through me. I didn’t want to ruin this moment so I switched subjects. “So do we know when Branka’s wedding will be?” I asked and he nodded. “Who’s the lucky groom?”
“Killian Brennan.”
Chapter34
Alessio
Autumn slept tucked beneath the covers, one smooth thigh outside the covers and her bare ass tempting me. Her brows were drawn as she slept on her side, facing the window. I smoothed a hand over her brow and she leaned into my touch.
She was beautiful.
I still couldn’t believe she was here. With me.
She came to me willingly. Eight years of waiting and sacrifice led us here. I’d do it all over again - if it meant her and Kol’s safety.
She was my first and last love. My only one. Without her, I was just existing. With her, I was living.
I watched her sleeping until the flicker of dawn began to temper the darkness in our bedroom. I itched to wake her and lose myself in her again. I shouldn’t. I’ve taken her several times already tonight.
She had the most perfect ass, begging me to bite it. My dick hardened and I couldn’t resist the temptation.
I laid my hand on her thigh, then dipped it between her legs. She opened her legs in invitation and the moment my fingers brushed against her clit, a soft whimper filled the air. She was drenched already.
My mouth traveled down her soft body, her skin smelling just as I remembered it. Fall. Apple. So fucking tasty. I flattened my tongue against her clit, then licked her. Slow, savoring her juices.
“Oh my God.”
Autumn’s moan vibrated through the darkness of our bedroom. Her fingers gripped my hair, her legs hiked over my shoulders as she ground her pussy against my mouth. I licked her clit like it was the last taste of heaven.
Her fingers tightened. “Please, please don’t stop.”
“I just got started, love,” I drawled, then gave her clit another languorous lick. Her thighs shuddered, squeezing around my head. I sucked her swollen bud into my mouth and another breathless moan followed.
I felt her shiver and her pussy was dripping wet. For me. I loved eating her pussy. I loved her scent. I loved tasting her. I watched her face as I pushed a finger into her entrance and she screamed with pleasure.
“Want my tongue inside your pussy?” Her answer was a whimper. I gently slapped her pussy and her eyes snapped open. “Words,” I growled.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” I egged her on. Fuck, that flush on her cheeks was so attractive. There wasn’t a single thing I didn’t find perfect when it came to her.
“I want your tongue in my pussy,” she breathed on a moan.
I grinned. “That’s my girl.”
The moment my tongue touched her pussy she bucked again and her eyes grew half-lidded. I always loved watching her when eating her pussy. That blissful look on her face was the best fucking sight. I started fucking her with my tongue. Harder and faster. Just the way she liked it.
“You taste like I remember,” I rasped against her. “So fucking good.”
I couldn’t get enough of that taste that was uniquely her. She ground against my mouth, her muscles taut and her whimpers getting louder and louder. I’d never have enough of her. I pushed my tongue deeper into her, then out. In and out. I could feel her pussy clenching, greedy for more.
