prove that he doesn’t care,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed his shoulder. “I know he won’t respond to the letter, but he’ll learn quickly that he no longer has access to any of my funds. And he’ll be kicked out of my house that I’ve allowed him to stay in. I’m finally taking what’s mine.”
Abby watched Channing closely. The news that the money wasn’t her father’s had obviously been a huge blow. The stunned expression on his face had made her gut twist. Whatever her father had done to him must have been horrendous. Everything her father touched, he ruined.
She found herself more than curious about Channing’s story now. Since he had teased her body into giving him what he wanted, there was no reason she couldn’t do the same. Besides, she’d wanted to touch his arousal since she had looked upon it last night.
She moved to stand in front of him, uncaring that anyone could pass by and see them standing naked in his room. His gaze moved to her face. She saw the compassion in his eyes and knew she would help him hurt her father like he had been hurt.
Abby reached down and took his flaccid cock in her hand. His gaze flared and his lips parted. A grin pulled at her lips at his reaction. She loved shocking him as much as she loved pushing the limits to what she would normally do.
She ran her hand up and down his length. She rolled his balls in her hand before she lightly squeezed him. The more she touched him, the more he thickened in her hand. A muscle moved in his cheek as he clenched his jaw. Her hand moved down his hard length, the heat of him branding her skin. She was amazed at how hot and hard and smooth he was.
“You’re playing with fire,” he murmured.
Abby smiled. “I’m enjoying it. I feel as if I’m a different person here, as if Africa has freed me.”
He cupped her face and took her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue stroking hers with all the desire and longing within him. She melted against him, loving the way he claimed her with his mouth and his body.
Before she gave into the growing desire of his kiss, Abby pulled away and dropped to her knees. She had seen one of her maids put her mouth on a footman’s cock once, so she knew men liked it.
She licked her lips and brought his shaft to her mouth. Her tongue gave him a little lick. Channing plunged his hands into her hair and moaned. She slowly licked and kissed down his length until she reached his sac.
Her hand came up and cupped him before gently rolling his sac in her hand. His breathing quickened, and his eyes closed. Abby smiled inwardly and proceeded to kiss and lick back up to the head of his cock. Only then did she take him into her mouth and swirl her tongue around his tip.
“Abigail,” he said between clenched teeth.
She pulled him slowly from her mouth. “It’s your turn, Channing. Tell me why you want revenge on my father?”
He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter.”
“It does.” She moved her hand up and down his length until he groaned. “You got your answers. I want mine.”
“Finish it, and I’ll tell you.”
Abby didn’t totally believe him, but if he lied all she had to do was put her mouth on him again until he told her everything she wanted to know.
She wrapped her lips around him and took him deep inside her mouth. He began to move his hips, sliding his shaft in and out of her mouth. Her hand moved to his sac once more. As soon as she touched him, he groaned.
His pace quickened as he pushed deeper into her mouth. Abby took all of him, eager to give him the pleasure he had shown her.
When she thought he would climax, he pulled out of her and tossed her on her stomach onto the bed. He covered her instantly, raising her onto her hands and knees.
“My God you bring a fire in me,” he whispered in her ear.
Abby forgot to