12 Days of Fckmas Read Online Kenya Wright

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 23400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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A moan ripped from my throat. “Oh!”

“And this is the A-spot.” Gabriel caressed the area some more, driving me wild and making me wetter than I’d ever been before.

“Oh. Oh.” Drool dripped from my open mouth.

“Many call it the money spot.” He flicked the finger against it.

“Holy fuck!”

“You are going to be a lot of fun this Fuckmas.”

Fuckmas?

I almost asked what that meant.

But then, he inserted another digit and began finger fucking me harder. With the butt plug providing stimulating pressure to my anus, two fingers fucking my pussy, and then his other hand toying with my clit, I began making noises that I’d never heard myself make before.

Wild lusty ones.

My arousal dripped down my thighs.

I bucked and wound my hips like a crazy woman, letting go of all control and riding the pleasure.

“Yes, Mariah.” He flicked my clit with one hand and rubbed my A-spot with the other. “You didn’t come with them, but you will cum with me over and over.”

And then I orgasmed right there, in the middle of that jewelry story. I screamed so loud in pleasure that surely, some of the jewelry fell off the shelves.

Never had I experienced such an intense orgasm—one that had me sweating and panting, shivering and humping.

“Oh my God.” Tears spilled from my eyes.

Chapter 4

Four “Oh My Gods!”

Mariah

After cumming all over the bench, Gabriel cleaned me up with a warm cloth. The tender action shocked me.

When I met him, he had killed Rudy with his bare hands.

Now he doted on me like a gentleman would.

And to my surprise, I relished in his loving attention.

Once he cleaned me, I placed the trench coat back on.

Gabriel gestured to the shelves and glass cases. “Pick a few things to take with you.”

“Seriously?” I widened my eyes at the spectacular array of diamonds, rubies, and emeralds. “You are already giving me a million dollars.”

“That’s the fee for your time. The jewelry is a gift.” He winked. “Christmas is coming after all.”

Gabriel gently took my hand and guided me to a display case with diamonds roughly the size of tennis balls.

Where the hell would I wear those?

I tugged him away.

Smiling, he followed.

I stopped us in front of several lockets. After a few minutes, I picked a small heart-shaped locket made of gold and outlined in rubies. It shined like the sun.

Gabriel flipped open the glass case like he owned the store and lifted it out. “This is a very classy choice.”

He opened it for me, and a prism glittered inside. It was all the colors of the rainbow shining at once, nearly blinding me with its brilliance. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

“Turn around.” He licked his lips. “I would love to put this on you.”

I did as he said, relishing in his fingers brushing my skin. He placed the locket around my neck. The chain was cool against my skin.

“It is perfect,” he whispered in my ear. “And you are perfect.”

I blushed. “You’re so sweet.”

A dark chuckle left him. “Sweet?”

“I mean that in the nicest way possible.”

He spun me around. “I am not sweet, Mariah. Not by any stretch of the imagination.”

I widened my eyes. “Then, what are you?”

“I am dark, and I desire dark things.”

A cold shiver sliced up my spine.

“Pick some more items. They can be gifts for your family.” He walked off. “I will see you in the morning.”

I frowned. “You’re leaving?”

“I still haven’t found Savio.” He continued toward the door. “I thought Rudy’s son was an idiot, but it seems he smart enough to remain well-hidden.”

“Have you tried the racetrack?”

Gabriel stopped and turned around. “He’s a betting man like his father?”

“Savio spends all of his time at the racetrack. He’s the reason why I’m always adding minus signs to the budget.”

Gabriel quirked his brows. “You do know that when I find Savio, we will not be exchanging cookie recipes.”

“Savio treated the brothel like his own bank account and the employees like his personal sex dolls.”

He spoke through clenched teeth, “Like what?”

“He made the girls do things against their will, and never compensated them for their troubles.”

Gabriel studied me. “How did you end up working there?”

“Desperation. My father and I had a family accounting firm. It closed when my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. Rudy’s brothel had been one of our clients. When we shut down, he offered to take me on fulltime.”

“Did that help?”

“Rudy barely paid me.”

The line in his jaw twitched. “And how did Savio treat you?”

“I never liked the way he looked at me.” I shivered in disgust. “Whenever he came around, I stayed away.”

“Smart.” He gestured to the jewelry and then headed off. “Go Christmas shopping for your family and friends.”

Really?

“And Mariah. . .” Gabriel got to the door and glanced over his shoulder. “Thank you for the tip on Savio.”

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