Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
He backs me into the table. The wood meets my ass and I stumble back onto it. He hovers over me, his lips never leaving mine. He only deepens the kiss. I hook my fingers in his waistband and feel him harden against my stomach.
“This isn’t why I asked you here,” he murmurs against my lips. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want this.”
I don’t. Instead, I fall back onto the table and pull him down with me. He kisses down my body, pushing up my shirt to get to more skin. Then, he pulls down my work slacks and hisses.
“Fuck, you’re already so wet,” he chokes out.
“Pants,” I groan. “Take your pants off.”
He does, quickly, but he never once lets his guard down or wavers in his restraint. He watches me carefully as he undoes his belt and frees himself.
Last time it was so fast, I didn’t even have time to appreciate what he was working with. I felt it, sure, but actually looking at his huge cock makes my mouth water. I ache for it. I sit up and reach for him. When he’s close enough, I grab his hips and pull him closer, kissing every inch of his chest I can reach as I gently stroke him with my hand.
He roughly tears open my blouse and pushes me back down on the table, taking one bra-clad breast into his mouth.
“Fuck,” I whimper, arching my back to get as close to him as possible. “I need more.”
“Look at me,” he commands.
I do. He keeps my gaze as his mouth trails a hot path down my stomach until he’s hovering just above where I need him. He slips my panties down my legs before taking one experimental lick of my slit. My whole body vibrates with pleasure.
“You’re so ready for me,” he groans as he slips two fingers inside me.
“Yes,” I agree, unable to form any other coherent words.
He works me with patient intent, eliciting sounds from me that I didn’t know I was capable of making. When I lift my hips for more friction, he pins them down with a hand and slows just enough to tease. When I curse, he smiles against me.
“So impatient,” he teases. “Be a good girl and don’t come until I tell you to.”
“I’ll try,” I breathe, and he shakes his head once.
“Do more than try,” he says and slides his fingers deeper into me while his tongue dances over my clit. The world goes thin and bright. I’m right on the edge when he stops. I cry out at the loss of him.
“You’re not being fair,” I complain.
He moves back up my body and kisses me chastely.
“You’ll thank me in five minutes,” he says, barely touching me.
Just when I feel like my body is returning to normal, he slides into me with one long, sure push. My body opens and takes him readily. He holds still while I adjust, jaw tight, breath rough. Then he moves, setting a pace that builds and holds, deep and maddening. His hand catches my wrist and pins it over my head. The other cups the back of my thigh and angles me so the next stroke hits a place that makes me scream his name.
“Not until I say,” he instructs, but I’m already so close to the edge again, I don’t see how I can possibly stop the tide.
I think of everything I possibly can to keep my pleasure at bay. I start counting the digits of pi, one by one, through the first hundred.
“Please,” I beg, almost in tears.
“Now.” He nods and slams into me with more power.
The whole world shatters around me as wave after wave of pleasure rolls over me. I’m so far gone, I don’t even notice the moment he comes inside me.
8
LEV
Isit on the edge of my bed, watching her sleep. She was exhausted after what we did in the dining room, so I gave her my shirt and brought her here to rest. Now she’s on her side with one hand near her mouth, my shirt loose on her shoulders. I should call the driver and send her home.
But I don’t.
I sit there longer than I should. The smart move is to keep my distance and keep the boundary clear. I’ve already broken a rule by sleeping with her twice. The least I can do is keep this all about sex and nothing more. If that were true, though, I wouldn’t be watching her sleep. Again.
I force myself up and take a lap around the mansion. I don’t turn on any lights. I know every turn here. I stop by the control room and see the cameras green and the gate logs clean. Two guards are on the ridge, while one patrols the perimeter. Everything is completely normal. It does nothing to settle me.