Go Big by Joanna Blake Read Free Book Online

to protect.
    Caring about a man like Cade, even for an instant, was dangerous to my well-being. One thing was certain, I'd learned the hard way that I had to look out for myself. And I'd learned to do it well.
    Maybe too well.
    "Should I have your car brought around?"
    He shook his head slowly.
    "I'll call a cab."
    I waited until he finally stood up and straightened his clothes. I walked him to the front door. He was looking at me strangely. As if I was an oddity on display in a glass box.
    As if I was a stranger.
    "I will have my team contact you with an itinerary tomorrow."
    He nodded, still watching me as if he had no idea what I was going to do next.
    Good.
    Someone should keep him on his toes for once in his life.
    "Goodnight Mr. Dupree."
    "Goodnight Ms. Rivers."

Chapter Eight
    Cade

    I groaned as sunlight came streaming in through the hotel windows. I must have forgotten to close them when I got home last night. I'd been in a terrible mood. Angry. Confused. Horny as hell.
    I was furious really.
    Because of her.
    I rolled over onto my stomach. My cock was still hard. That heartless woman had left me high and dry and I still itched to touch her. I didn't just want to touch her either. I wanted to fuck her ever lovin' brains out.
    Hell, I wanted to pound her into next Tuesday. Break the bed. Break the bed rock.
    Thank God it was Saturday. I was exhausted from tossing and turning all night. Plus, I had another appointment with Dr. Hand.
    Knowing how ramped up I was, I might need another couple sessions with the good doctor. I needed a full damn workup if I was going to get my third leg to lay flat again any time soon. As it was, I looked like a damn tripod.
    I reached into the bedside table for my silicon cock sleeve and a bottle of lube. It was the only way to survive in the middle of the ocean for months at a time. The damn thing sucked harder than one of the pumps back on the rig.
    I needed to feel a hard tug on my Johnson. Thor had been neglected for too long. The big guy was begging for it. Even after rubbing one out last night after Camille kicked me out of her damn house!
    I'd pictured her on the couch, begging me to turn off the alarm. Spreading her legs for me and offering me up that sweet little pussy of hers. I used my imagination to expand from there.
    I was pretty sure it was waxed clean. She was just that kind of woman. Fancy assed and pristine. Manicured to a high sheen. I grimaced as I pushed my cock into the cool silicon sleeve.
    This time I did something new. I imagined her on her knees. Oh yeah, that proud bitch was kneeling in front of me, licking her luscious red lips as she reached for my rod. I let her have it too, grasping her pretty head and pressing my cock in as far as it would go.
    She slobbered all over my cock as I slowly pumped in and out of her willing mouth.
    Fuck, that was nice. In my fantasy she was all horny and desperate for my cock but I wasn't going to give it to her. Not the way she really wanted it. This time, she could only taste.
    And I was about to give her a whole hell of a lot to taste.
    I flipped over, holding the sleeve against the mattress as I drove my cock into it again and again. The suction sounds it made as I went faster and faster nearly drove me over the edge. I was that close to popping my rocks.
    My eyes were squeezed shut as I imagined fantasy Camille below me, begging me with her eyes.
    She was staring up at me as her gorgeous mouth drooled all over my shaft. I felt my balls tighten as I released a load of hot sticky semen down her throat. Fuck yeah… I came and came, almost seeing her as she licked me clean, sure to get every single drop.
    My balls pulsed as I imagined her sucking the tip, while she stroked out the last drops. Making sure I was drained.
    Unfff.
    I fell back on the bed, my cock still in the sleeve. That was very satisfying. Now I could face the day. Get some breakfast.
    Figure out how to make that fantasy come true.
    A sharp knock at the door made