Page 122 of Cruel Devotion

Pissed, I moved away from the helicopter, my every step taking me closer to her.

The men in blue, my trusted men, now stood in formation in front of her.

As I approached, they separated, giving me a clear path.

And there she was, Monique, her eyes meeting mine with an intensity that took my breath away.

Fuck. I wish she weren’t so damn beautiful. Sometimes it makes me forget what I'm planning to do.

And that dress, whether white or very very pale blue, dazzled under the sunlight and clung to her curves, accentuating her hourglass figure and those thick hips. It had spaghetti straps and a lace bodice that exposed all of her cleavage. Those full, voluptuous breasts were on full display, and pretty close to popping out of the fabric.

Goddamn it.

Lust hummed through me.

I might have thought it was my birthday, if not for the fact that the dress was white. Still, my cock throbbed, not caring about the color.

Did she know what she was doing?

Had she picked this sexy dress just to blow my mind in front of everyone?

Shit.

Whether she did or not, my thoughts spun into a frenzy. My cock began to grow, stiffening with each second.

Calm down.Don't get excited.

Still that greedy length continued to grow.

I didn't know what I wanted to do first; yell about the color of that dress or fuck her in front of everyone.

I stopped in front of Monique, close enough to see the faintest tremble of her lips and breathe in the intoxicating scent of her perfume.

Already, my self-control was beginning to slip away like sand through fingers.

I swallowed. “Good morning.”

She didn't smile or frown. Instead a neutral expression remained on her face as if she were about to do a speech at some business conference. “Good morning, Lei.”

I yearned to kiss her, and it wasn't a subtle, calm longing. It was a fiery, explosive craving that violently ravaged my entire being.

I dove my hands into my pockets, needing to get control of myself.

The world around us, the men watching in silent observation, the helicopter behind me—all of it faded into insignificance.

In that moment, there was only Monique and me.

Unable to help myself, I gazed down at her breasts and licked my lips.

After whenever this is done and I get you alone. . .I'm going to cum all over those chocolate nipples today.

She frowned, surely knowing the nasty thoughts playing out in my mind.

Get it together. Remember. You're mad about the white dress.

I cleared my throat.

She glared at me.

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