Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Moving my hands up her arms, I revel in the shiver that runs through her body and how heavy her eyelids seem to go.
Her breathing picks up, heavier and louder as I trail down her back and then lower, crouching beside her and only stopping to take a handful of her ass and squeeze before laying a heavy slap against her heated skin. Her gasp fuels me as her heels teeter and then she corrects herself.
“Good girl,” I murmur against her skin.
She’s thicker at her ass and thighs and I lean forward with an openmouthed kiss, noting how her thighs tighten. My hand drifts up the back of her thighs until my fingers slip against her slit. Biting down gently, I listen for her moans, which she gives me easily.
Even her cunt responds, clenching around nothing, although I feel it against my fingers.
A satisfied groan leaves me as I stand, not fully though—I stay bent to spread her pussy lips and give her a languid lick, tasting her sweet arousal. In my periphery, I see her watching and I make sure my desire and contentment are evident as I lick my lips and go in for another taste.
With a quiet mewl she struggles to stay still and my right hand comes down hard on her ass as I command her, “Stay still.”
Fuck, the way she groans after that short, feminine yelp. Staring down at her, I toy with her pussy, rubbing circles around her clit before running my fingers back up.
She’s gorgeous, with her already slightly disheveled hair, and her lips parted in a perfect O.
“Already wet for me,” I comment before unzipping my pants. The sound fills the room and the only other thing I can hear is her swallow.
Gripping the base of my cock, I pull myself out completely. Walking around to the front of my desk, I grip the hair at the nape of her neck, pull her back and position myself so she can suck. Which she doesn’t do at first.
Instead she licks the bead of precum at my slit, and my toes curl before she wraps those gorgeous red lips around my cock.
She’s careful about it, no doubt concerned her lipstick will be smeared.
If I wasn’t in heaven from the pleasure she gives me, I’d smirk. That lipstick isn’t going to last. As it is, she glides her tongue down my length and then takes me into her hot mouth.
My fist tightens as I watch her suck me down, her cheeks hollowing. Although I have a grip on her, she does it all herself, taking her time and tasting me.
“Enjoying yourself?” I question and then hold her in place, my cock firmly pressed against the back of her throat. She nearly sputters, swallowing me down even more. Her eyes glisten as she attempts to give an answering hum.
Fucking gorgeous.
“Good,” I comment before thrusting deeper and then throat fucking her. Each stroke is deep and paired with a brutal pace. Her lips wrap around tighter and her hands come up but she’s quick to put them back down.
When I pull out, her eyes watering as my signal, she takes in a heavy breath before I shove myself back in. With my left hand in her hair, I move my other to her throat and squeeze just slightly. Pushing my cock down deeper, I can feel my head in her throat and when she swallows, fuck, when she swallows—My spine tingles as my balls draw up and I have to stop myself.
I pull myself from her completely, satisfied from her heaving breaths and her mascara smudged around her eyes.
Knock, knock.
I’ve never felt such irrational anger. I’m the one who set this up and yet, it’s fucking infuriating. Tucking myself back in, I’m quick to lay the skimpy dress over her backside, which doesn’t cover much. “Don’t you dare fucking move.”
I wait for Braelynn to look at me before asking, “Did you hear me?” The deep flush in her cheeks deepens as she realizes we’re about to have company. Her hesitant protest is quickly dissolved as I bend over her, kissing her shoulder and placing my hand on the back of her neck. I whisper, “I think you will enjoy this. Be a good girl for me.”
With wide eyes and a short nod, she does what she’s told. It’s fucking addictive, the control she gives me. I crave more of it. All of it.
“Come in,” I call out and Nate strides in.
“Boss—” His words falter, just as his steps when his gaze shifts from me to the gorgeous woman sprawled out on my desk.
With a head tilt, he waits.
“What is it?” I ask him as if there’s nothing to be seen and take a seat.
Braelynn
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The air is cool against my bare skin. The desk is cooler. I still feel like I’m on fire.