Page 43 of Donovan Blake: Adrenalin

Though Franco had hoped and prayed they’d break up, the days became months, the months became years, and it never happened.

Now lustily pumping the call girl on his bed and telling himself she was Candace, he heard her gasp his name.

‘Yeah, baby, it’s me,” he panted, and a moment later an explosive orgasm rippled through his body.

It happened every time.

The girls were instructed to call him Frankie just as Candace had.

As he slipped out and fell on his back, Boris’s murder unexpectedly flashed through his head.

People in the underworld were often found dead.

There’d be a ton of people at Manny’s place.

Anything could happen…

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

The following morning Phoebe was woken by Donovan hugging her from behind as he kissed her neck and kneaded her breasts. Feeling his stiffened cock pressing against the back of her thighs, she whimpered softly and salaciously wriggled her hips.

“Good morning,” he whispered, moving his mouth to her ear. “Are you ready for me? Damn, you sure are,” he added, moving an arm down her body and pushing his fingers between her legs.

As he presented his stiffened cock to her entrance she let out a cry, then groaned as he thrust inside her. He began to stroke, slowly at first, then gained momentum as their arousal took hold.

“You feel so damn good,” he grunted, pinching her nipples as he pumped.

“I love this,” she whimpered, “I love this so much.”

He paused, but only for a teasing moment, then pressed his fingers against her clit and resumed his urgent thrusting.

“Are you getting close?” he murmured, his breath hot in her ear.

“I am…please don’t stop.”

But he did.

Pulling out, he quickly positioned her on all fours and roamed his hands over her bottom.

“You’ll do as you’re told, right, Princess?” he exclaimed as he began slapping his flattened palm from cheek to cheek.

“Yes, yes, I will,” she cried. “I swear. I will.”

Abruptly plunging his hardness back into her warmth, he vigorously stroked, landing a stinging smack every few seconds. When she threw back her head and caught her breath, he felt his orgasm looming.

“Now! Come for me now!” he commanded, gripping her waist as he plunged in and out of her soaked sex.

As she wailed out her pleasure his climax seized him, sending sparkling spasms shuddering through his body. When they finally waned leaving him spent and breathless, he flopped on the bed beside her.

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Floating on a shimmering cloud and her body tingling, Phoebe curled up against Donovan and nestled her head in the hollow of his shoulder. As his arm came around her, she closed her eyes and silently thanked the heavens. She had no idea how long she’d been drifting in the contented haze, but when his phone rang and he moved to answer it she groaned in disappointment. He told the caller to hold on, then kissed her quickly, slipped from the bed, pulled on his robe and left the room. Glancing at the clock she couldn’t believe it was almost ten.

“I knew I was tired, but jeez,” she mumbled, climbing from the bed and moving into the bathroom.

As she showered she expected Donovan to join her, but he didn’t appear until she’d dried off and was in the bedroom dressing.

“That took a long time,” she remarked as he walked up and hugged her.

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