Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 137176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
The next part wouldn’t be.
In so many ways.
Starting with JJ.
With Sully driving and Boone in the front seat, JJ and I had enough privacy that I could have broached the topic long before the vehicle neatly slid into an open spot less than a block from Ashby Tower. Coward that I was, I waited until Sully had thrown the SUV into park before I tightened my hand on JJ’s.
“Sweetheart—”
“Cass?” JJ asked as he looked out the window. Sully and Boone had practically thrown themselves out of the SUV before it had even stopped moving, so he and I were completely alone.
I didn’t respond because I knew I was already fucked just by the way he said my name.
“Did you know these SUVs are bulletproof?” JJ asked as he glanced through his window up at the glimmering skyscraper. “The frame and the windows,” he continued as if we were chatting about some interesting piece of information while on a Hollywood bus tour.
“Yes,” I responded when he squeezed my hand hard.
“You know what they aren’t proof against?” JJ continued. I could feel his eyes on me, and I know how stormy each of them would look, despite their differing colors. I stared at the headrest in front of me because I needed to stay strong.
“They’re not JJ proof.”
I steeled my resolve at his comment. “JJ, there’s no fucking way I’m letting—”
That was as far as I got before he released my hand and simply opened the door and climbed out of the vehicle. “JJ!” I shouted as I jumped out of the SUV and nearly got run over by a lime green Lamborghini. I ignored the colorful names the driver called me and stomped to the sidewalk. I directed my next words at Sully.
“You couldn’t have gotten one of these”—I pointed at the SUV—“with the child safety locks on it?” I snapped even as I stepped in front of JJ, shielding him from view.
“Yeah, because that’s what I need when four of my guys are rolling up on a hostage scene,” Sully quipped. “For the two guys in the back with their AK47s all ready to go only to have the two guys in the front with their AK47s forget to open the fucking back doors!”
JJ was already on the move before I could flip Sully the bird.
“JJ—” I began as I scanned our surroundings. Boone was behind us while Sully was in front, so JJ was covered from all three sides with the building acting as the fourth side. It didn’t matter; I was on edge anyway.
“Sweetheart,” JJ said, mimicking the tone I’d used on him. “Do you really want to talk about the fact that a certain someone’s little brother will never get his fantasy of having a certain someone’s best friend fuck a certain someone’s little brother in the back seat of a certain jet black 1969 Mustang—”
“For Christ’s sake,” Sully muttered.
A couple of women who’d been walking behind us shot JJ a smile as they moved past us so they could catch the crosswalk before it changed.
Despite his words, JJ closed his hand around mine. “Let’s get inside the building, okay?” he said in all seriousness. His thumb rubbed over my skin in an effort to calm me. He was right, we needed to get into the building for added protection.
The second we were in the lobby, JJ led me to a small alcove that was surrounded on all three sides by stone. The fact that I could clearly see the lobby instead of being tucked away in the small space with no way out had me wanting to kiss him then and there. “What did you do, scope this place out?” I asked sarcastically.
“Yeah, didn’t you?” JJ responded. He winked at me and said, “I looked at the same blueprints you did, babe. I just looked for a couple extra things that I figured would help speed this whole thing along.” He glanced around us before continuing, “I know you’re scared to death for me. Not for yourself, for me.”
I nodded. “JJ—”
He kissed me hard. “My turn to talk, sweetheart,” he whispered against my lips.
I sighed and kept silent even though all I wanted to do was lock JJ in a room somewhere with no way in except a single door that had every single man and woman Sully employed standing guard in front of it.
“Now, let’s look at it a little differently,” he began. “Let’s say I used my own little private brand of magic on you that would have left you covered in your own cum while still trying to catch your breath in the back seat of the SUV.”
I opened my mouth to speak but JJ put his fingers over my lips. “Okay, so you’ve just shot a considerable load down my throat, but you being the stud you are and me being the guy with no gag reflex, I make sure you’re covered in your own jizz before I give you a taste of it,” he continued. My dick was already hardening as the scene played out in my head.