Contents ( 40)
- BECOMING HIS
- ALBANY WALKER
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- EPILOGUE
- ALSO BY ALBANY WALKER
- CONNECT WITH ALBANY
“Oh, I’m more than upset. I’m pissed!” I stand and lean over the table “I can’t understand how you even fucked that cock chasing, lint licker for five years with the cock I OWN!” I bellow and gesture down to his lap. I’m breathing hard and my chest heaves.
“Holy shit, that’s so fucking hot,” I hear someone whisper.
“OUT!” Masen commands as he stands from the table, towering over me. I never take my eyes from him, but I hear people rushing from the room.
“Do you have a death wish? I can’t believe you said that out loud. You’re lucky he’s too distracted...” The voice becomes muffled when the door closes.
“I’ve been pretty tolerant of all this bullshit with Roxanne, but it stops now! If you think for one minute I’m leaving you alone with that conniving bitch, you’re sadly mistaken.” I tut at his gall.
My eyes track him as he stalks around the table and grabs my chin forcefully. His lips are on mine seconds later, taking my mouth without apology. When he comes up for air, he rasps, “I love when you get all bossy and possessive. It makes me so hard, but I’m really going to love showing you who’s boss when I spank your ass so red you won’t be able to sit anywhere but my face, for doing it while my men are here.” He grabs my hand and cups it over his rock-hard erection. I moan at the contact, gripping and stroking him over his shorts. When his eyes close and his head falls back, I take advantage, drop to my knees, and rip the shorts down his body. His engorged cock springs free. He looks down at me, shock on his face until I suck him into my mouth greedily. He grunts and fists my hair, guiding me faster. “Ah, I love being inside you. Knowing. I’m. The. Only. One. To. Ever. Have. You.” He pumps into my mouth as he shudders at the thought, then spills down my throat. He whispers my name repeatedly. I love the way it sounds when he says it, he so rarely calls me Sophia, making it sweeter when he does while coming. He pops free with an audible click.
I look up at him, still on my knees with the most innocent look I can muster. “You were saying?”
“Ha,” he barks and gathers me up from the floor. “That you are more trouble than I ever imagined possible, and I love every minute of it.” I can feel his intense adoration from our bond, making me warm and fuzzy. I can’t put into words how I feel about you, I hear in my head. I almost cry at the emotions he feels, trying to convey his love. “I never knew it was feasible to want and need someone so badly. You are my everything!”
One tear escapes, but I smile and let him feel my unwavering love for him before telling him, “I love you, too, but I’m still coming with you.”