Chapter 97

[MIA]

I had lost my sanity, and the last functional brain cells I had, because this man turned me on. The man who shot someone right through his head because he tried to touch me turned me on. The man whose clothes were covered by blood that wasn’t his turned me on.

Alex King turned me on, and right now, he was between my legs, getting my bottoms off me.

“You’re wet for me, cupcake, he growled, a burning desire in his voice.

Arousal glinted in my eyes.

“P- Please,” I begged, and he still didn’t take his eyes off me. More specifically, off my pussy.

“Please what?”

I moaned when his fingers touched my inner thigh, tracing it all the way up to remove my underwear.

“Please what?” Alex demanded again, “Use your tongue if you want me to use mine, Mia.”

The way he takes my name in that husky, Godly voice of his would be my undoing, I was sure.

A part of me should be ashamed, disgusted that I was so turned on, but that part had taken a backseat. “M- More,” I inhaled, deeply.

With one quick action, my underwear was off me, my pussy on display. I thanked my stars that I was a regular shaver, and even though the pale yellow grandma panties I had on could have been a turn off, I don’t think Alex cared.

He stared at me raw like I was a prize.

Like I was his damnation.

“So wet,” he whispered. “For me?”

“For you, I repeated.

thumb traced my

“God!” I cry out.

is no God here, Mia,” he says, “Just me.

“Alex, I inhale.

thumb drives circles, making

was covered from the upper half,

you want my finger or my tongue,

of my mouth when a finger was inside me,

was rough, long, and I could feel every inch

but so ready. His sounded raspy,

kept dying at the back of my throat as he

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orgasm, and I knew that majority of that had to do with the

in front of me.

I kept trying to make words when I clearly was long

Mia?”

‘Don’t… Don’t stop.

“You what?”

breathe, and his pace slows, and before I comprehend

Why?” I whined, desperate as I pick my head up to look at

be embarrassed, but I really wasn’t. Just

he bends his head down, and I gasp when I

me for the second I feel his tongue licking my

cry

did I tell you about

My eyebrows furrow, my clit throbbing by the loss of

8 billion people. I

to do.

the rather impossible man in front of me. My mouth opens and then closes. “Sorry,” I mumble,

leans down again, and I gasp when his tongue thrusts inside, having to close my mouth with my hand. I could assume that the room was soundproof, but

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