Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
“Oh, God, G! I'm going to come,” I moan.
“Good, come all over me, baby,” he growls. I slap my hand against my mouth again hoping it will muffle the sound of my cries as I come hard and fast. He buries his face against my neck. I feel him stiffen a second before I feel his hard cock pulsate inside me as he comes deep inside me at the same time as he roars.
“Fuck, I’ll never get tired of being inside of you,” he says when he catches his breathe.
“Mmm…” is all I can manage to say as he chuckles and pulls out of me. I groan at the loss of him inside me. He kisses my shoulder as he pulls my panties back in place. He tucks his still semi hard cock into his pants and throws his shirt back on as I lean my shoulder against the mirror, still trying to catch my breath. He walks back over to me and kisses me hard.
“Put the sundress on, baby and meet me out front. I am going to go pay for this stuff so we can get home,” he says after he breaks away from our kiss.
“Okay,” I say, giving him a grin as he leaves. Just as I finish zipping up my dress, the door opens back up and I grin, thinking that he read my mine and came back for seconds.
“You coming for round two, G?” I say in a sultry voice. I hear a dark laugh and I whip my head up to see the two guys from yesterday walk into the dressing room.
“I wouldn’t mind a round one,” one of the guys says, licking his lips. I spring back as he comes closer and look everywhere to see if there is any chance, I can make it past them. The other guy with a gold tooth chuckles.
“I wouldn’t even think about it. Gino wants you bad, girl.” I open my mouth to scream so Gerard can hear me but before a sound can come out there is a white cloth over my mouth that smells horrible. I start to struggle but the guy holding me is huge and he is much stronger than me. I kick my foot back and hit him in the shin with it. He grunts and his arm tightens around my chest making me feel like I am being crushed. I start to get lightheaded and my vision blurs.
Everything starts to go black and my last thought is that I hope G knows how much I love him.
Chapter Seven
Gerard
Out of the corner of my eye, I see some movement. Looking up into the mirror behind the cash register, I see one of the dicks whose ass I kicked back at the porn studio skulking around. Instantly, I am on high alert. I try to remain calm as I look around. I don’t see CeCe anywhere. Turning, I grab the man before he walks all the way past me.
“What the fuck man?” the guys shouts.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I growl, ready to kill this fucker.
“My job,” he replies, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world.
“CeCe,” I call out but don’t get an answer. I drag the guy over to the dressing room and damn near rip the door off of the hinges. “Where is she?” I demand, wrapping my hands around the man’s throat.
“He took her out the back, but the van is in the front. Gino Galasso will stop at nothing to get her,” he sputters when I release him. I grab his arm and twist it behind his back in order to keep him under control. Together we walk to the front of the store.
“Over my dead body,” I reply tersely. Outside, I see the van in question. It’s black, with blacked out windows. Mr. T would love it. Fuck Vegas, I think as no one is batting an eyelash at seeing my girl draped over the other man’s shoulder. I watch as he unceremoniously dumps her still body into the back of the van from the side door.
“Jensen, watch out,” the scum beside me says. I haul him into the side of the van.
“What the fuck, Lance?” Jensen says, turning around.
“Remember me, asshole?” I say, punching him in the nose before he has a chance to respond. I feel it break and hear the crunching sound it makes. Irrationally, that makes me feel a little bit better. The motherfucker never should have touched what was mine.
“Gerard?” I hear Gray ask from behind me.
“Help me,” I shout and instantly, no questions asked, he’s on the other guy, Lance, beating the shit out of him. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a tiny blonde, even shorter than my Cecilia, move toward the van and pull CeCe out of it. I see that she’s awake and talking, thank God, but back to the issue at hand. I need this fuck to take a message back to Gino. “Enough, Gray.” He grunts but stops immediately and steps back.