“You just can’t get enough of my tongue on you, can you? Can’t get enough of my tongue teasing this tight little body, making this pussy drip all over my lips like naughty girl. You like it when I tease this ass?” He punctuates his words with a swirl of his tongue over my ring, making me cry out as my hips buck against his face.
Silas chuckles, the sound rumbling through me as he swipes his tongue up over my pussy, teasing my clit again.
“Or how about when I make this little pussy dripping wet for me? How about when I fuck this little cunt with my tongue until it comes for me?”
I growl as he pushes his tongue deep into me, making me scream as my finger rolls my nipples, just shy of being painful.
“Both,” I gasp, mewling in pleasure as he drags his tongue back to my ass.
“Both, huh?” He chuckles darkly. “You like this tongue on your ass? Fucking your little asshole and making you feel so fucking dirty when you come like that?”
Fuck, he’s driving me crazy. He always drives me crazy, really, but it’s like being here away from Sugar County has him turning it up even more. He teases that tongue back to my clit, sucking it between his lips and rolling his tongue across it, making me melt into him. His hand teases down between my cheeks, and when he slowly pushes his thumb into my ass, I groan in pleasure as he sucks my clit at the same time.
This is heaven. This is bliss.
…God, this is my life now.
It’s been six months since that day he walked out the courthouse and into my arms forever. Money, as they say, can’t buy happiness. But it sure as hell can buy your way from under the manipulations of a greedy, shady lawyer who was trying to scam you out of an inheritance.
As it turns out, Chesterfield was not “good old friends” with Mortimer. He wasn’t looking out for the best interests of his estate, and he wasn’t some overly zealous knight in shining armor just trying to do the right thing.
He was trying to steal it for himself.
It seems when he’d helped Silas’s great uncle write his will, he’d added in this sneaky little clause that’d give him full control of the estate if the other conditions of passing it on couldn’t be met. Which meant, it wouldn’t have mattered is Silas was the Prince of England — Chesterfield was going to find some way of denying him that inheritance so he could take it himself. Silas being some wild man living out in the hills of Kentucky seemed like an easy win for Chesterfield. But then, he didn’t know Silas.
…Hell, he didn’t know me.
Money did not buy happiness after that day, but it did buy Silas going after Chesterfield and getting him tied up in federal fraud charges. Mortimer’s estate, obviously, went to Silas.
The deal he had with Lawson was bold, but damn did it work. Or, it’s in the process of working. The full-sized distillery built on the land he bought from Law was completed last month. Actually, some of the stills themselves were already going before construction was done, and when word — and samples — started filtering out, the buzz over the place exploded.
And when the producers of a new A-list action movie got their hands on some of our product, they decided to last-minute put it into a scene of the movie. That movie came out about a month ago, and needless to say, Liquor King Distilleries is getting calls for orders from just about every cocktail bar in L.A., New York, and everywhere in between.
Silas took that inheritance money and put it to work, and it’s doing amazing at just that. And it’s not all for him, either. It’s not all about reaping the profits, as huge as they are. No. For starters, part of his deal with Lawson was to include his buddies, Tucker and Walker, in on things. Those two were in the Marines with him, and after spending years as long haul truckers, they started their own trucking business, with Law as a minority partner. Silas made sure it was them who got the exclusive distribution license.
He’s also putting money back into Sugar County itself. The whole staff of the distillery, from the factory workers, to the packers, to the quality control team, even the guides giving tours of the place to liquor enthusiasts, were all hired straight out of Sugar County. On top of that, he’s started a fund for vets dealing with PTSD, with five percent of the profits going there.
It’s been a wild few months, I can say that. There was telling his cousins — Colton, Shepherd, and of course Taylor — that we were married. There was opening the distillery. There was me taking over marketing and branding — which yep, included making sure those movie producers got that sample package in the middle of filming.
And then there was us just being with each other. First, he stole me. Then, we got drunk and married. And then we fell in love. Now, it’s all about getting to know each other even more. And it’s the most fun I’ve ever had.
I scream as his tongue swirls over my clit, his thumb teasing in and out of my ass and his growls rumbling through me. The fire grows hotter and hotter, burning out of control until suddenly, I scream as the orgasm crashes over me. My hips buck against his mouth, my fingers twisting my nipples as my whole body trembles in pleasure.
I’m still panting for air as he suddenly moves up, taking my breath away all over again. He pushes my legs over his shoulders, gripping my ass in his hands. And when that thick, hot, gorgeous cock of his pushes against my slippery lips, I moan in anticipation.
“Slide that tight little pussy down on this thick cock, baby girl,” he growls, his hands gripping my ass tight and pulling me into him. I roll my hips, sliding against him and feeling that huge cock slide into me. I groan in pleasure, throwing my head back as Silas pushes every inch of his cock inside, until I can feel his heavy, cum-filled balls against my ass.
“Just like that, angel,” he groans, grinding into me and sending fire and pleasure exploding through my body. “Fuck, I will never get tired of feeling how fucking tight you are around my big cock. I’ll never get tired of filling you up so much and making you moan like that for me when I make you come. And I will never get tired of pumping my cum deep inside of you, and filling you right up until it leaks out of this gorgeous little cunt.”
He draws back and then drives right back in, making us both groan in pleasure as he fills me to the hilt. He moves over me, pushing my arms above my head and pinning them there with his strong hands. My legs spread around his muscled thighs, my ankles locking as he starts to fuck me, nailing me to the damn carpet of the hotel room.
His cock plunges in and out of me, my walls gripping him tight as the pleasure thunders through me. He leans down, and I lean up, crushing my lips to his and sucking his tongue into my mouth. Silas growls against me, his hands tightening on my wrists as he fucks me hard and fast, knowing exactly what I want as we move together as one. My hips roll against his, his cock drives in deep with every thrust, and my clit grinds against him every time he fills me.
And I’m not going to last long.
“You wanna come for me again, dirty girl?” he rasps into my lips. “You want me to make that tight little pussy come all over my fat cock? You want me to make it drip all over my cock and get me all slick and sticky with you until I empty my cum deep inside?”
I scream, panting for more as the wave starts to build and build inside of me.
“And maybe after that, if you say please, I’ll bend you over, spread those legs and slide my big cock into your tight little ass, baby girl.”
I cry out, clawing at the edges of my sanity as I crash towards that edge.
“Please,” I gasp, my whole body arching into him as his cock drives in and out, in and out, pushing us both towards the inevitable.
“Silas—”
“Come for me, angel,” he growls, rocking his thickness deep inside and filling me so fucking full of him. “Come for my cock right now.”
I explode.
The cries of pleasure wrench from my mouth as I slam my lips into his and erupt under him. I scream into his kiss, our tongues swirling as he fucks me right through one orgasm into another, until I’m melting for him. His cock p
lunges into me, stretching me so tight around him as he drives in deep. I can feel his heavy balls pulse against my ass and his shaft throb deep inside of me, and then he’s roaring into my mouth as his cum explodes into me.
Pump after pump, I can feel him filling me up as we both grind together. He groans, pulling out and wrapping a hand around his slick, glistening shaft. He pumps it, and rope after rope of his hot, sticky cum splashes across my pussy and my ass, covering me in him before he slides himself back in and brings his lips to mine.
He kisses me slowly, and tenderly, his fingers sliding to entwine with mine. I move, and slowly, he rolls with me — rolling onto his back with me on top of him.
“Happy six-month anniversary, sweetheart,” he groans.
I kiss him, grinning like crazy as I melt against him,
“Happy six-month anniversary indeed,” I say dreamily, resting my cheek on his warm, muscled chest. “I mean, Paris.”
Silas chuckles. “Shame they don’t have any decent whiskey around here. Guess we’ll just have to slum it with champagne.”
I giggle. “You know as well as I do that you noticed the bottle of honey raspberry ‘shine from Liquor King downstairs at the hotel bar.”
He laughs. “Well, that just seems like work though. And we came here to not do work stuff for a while.”
“Well, we could just get room service. Slum it with the champagne?”
He grins. “That sounds like a deal, darlin’.”
I bite my lip, heat and want for him throbbing through me as I reach back. My fingers circle his thick cock, holding him as I ease off with a small gasp. I can feel his hot cum leaking out of me, and fuck does it feel so dirty and sexy. I stroke his still completely hard cock, and when I push back and let the crown tease up between my cheeks, pushing over my ass, Silas groans.
“Now, didn’t someone promise me a certain something if I said please?” I coo softly, my pulse racing.
“Naughty girl,” he growls, his eyes flashing as he moves in to kiss me. “Well?” he breathes against my lips.
I whimper as I feel his hands grab my ass tight, his muscles rippling under me.
“Please?” I whisper.
He kisses me, and I melt into him all over again.
First he stole me.
Then he stole my heart.
The End.
Also by Madison Faye
Sugar County Boys:
Bucking Bronco
Long Hard Truckers
Rough Rider
Country Liquor
Blackthorn Mountain Men:
Claiming His Mountain Bride
His Captive Mountain Virgin
Her Mountain Baby Daddies
His Big Mountain Axe
His Hard Mountain Wood
Her Rough Mountain Outlaw
Royally Screwed:
King Sized
Royal Brat
Daddy Duke
Prick Charming
Filthy Ever After
Once Upon A Scandal (Oct. 2018)
Her Daddies:
Double Daddies
Triple Daddies
Bad Medicine Series:
Doctor Babymaker
Doctor O-Maker
“Dirty Bad Things” Series:
Hard Core
Pretty Dirty
Rough Stuff
“Innocence Claimed” Series:
His Little Bad Girl
Tempting Daddy’s Boss
Paying The Debt
“The Triple Crown Club” Series:
Royally Shared
Royally Claimed
Royally Tempted
“Possessing Beauty” Series:
Beasting Beauty
Stealing Beauty
Sharing Beauty
Hunting Beauty
Possessing Beauty
“Forbidden” Series:
Flirting With The Law
Breaking Her Innocence
“Three Times” Series:
Bossed Three Times
Taken Three Times
Paid For Three Times
“Twice” Series:
Twice Driven
Twice Bossed
Twice Tackled
“First Time” Series:
Legal
Professor
Freshman
Standalones:
Trick And Treat
Sugar & Spice
Five Card Studs
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You
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