Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85274 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85274 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
And then, as if the electric current between us is so strong, her gaze moves to me, her eyes locking with mine. She says something to the guy she’s with, offering him a small smile, and then slides out of the booth to come speak to me.
As she saunters my way, I fully take her in. The floral mini dress she’s wearing dips low on top, and her already nice-sized breasts—that have grown exponentially thanks to her pregnancy—are spilling out. All I can imagine is placing my lips to the swells of her breasts and kissing and licking her creamy flesh.
She’s donning heels that somehow make her tanned, toned legs even sexier. I picture her wrapping those legs around me, her heels digging into my back as I fuck her against the wall.
“Linc,” Ellie says, once she’s in front of me. “What are you doing here?”
My eyes home in on her plump lips that are covered in pink gloss, and when my brain envisions her wrapping those lips around my cock, I lose my ever-loving shit. That’s my only explanation for what I do next.
Without answering her question, I snatch up her hand—even though I’d like to throw her over my shoulder, but she’s pregnant, so that can’t happen—and drag her toward the back where I know there’s a private office.
The manager is sitting behind the desk when we enter, and he stands in alarm at having the owner show up unannounced. “Mr. Alexander—”
“Out! Now,” I bark.
He jumps into action, hauling ass out of the office.
The door is barely closed before I’m pushing Ellie against the wall. “You said you weren’t going to date while you’re pregnant.”
Her lips purse and her brows furrow, but I don’t wait for an answer, growling “mine,” and then start attacking her mouth like a goddamned animal possessed by the woman in front of me. She tastes sweet like pink lemonade and something that’s simply her, a taste I can’t seem to get enough of as I fuck her mouth.
It takes her a second, but then she’s kissing me back as fiercely as I’m kissing her. Her clothes are ripped off, mine next. And then I’m carrying her over to the desk, setting her down and spreading her thighs open. “You better wrap those sexy heels around my waist, Kitten,” I murmur against her mouth. “Because I’m about to show you who you belong to.”
She does as I say, and I waste no time, thrusting into her warm cunt that I swear to God was made just for me. She moans in pleasure once I’m all the way in, and I swallow it down, wanting to take and keep everything she gives me.
I’m worked up and know damn well I won’t last long, so I reach between us and circle her swollen nub, determined to get her off. Her climax builds quickly, and once she’s close, dangling over the precipice, I release her mouth and pull her nipple between my lips, sucking on the hardened peak until she falls over the edge, taking me right along with her.
As we take a moment to catch our breaths, neither of us move—her legs are wrapped around my waist, her heels digging into my back, and I’m still inside her. And then she shocks the hell out of me when she shoves me away.
“What the hell?” I ask, when I stumble back, my wet cock leaking all over the place.
“I should be asking you that!” Ellie sits up and jumps off the desk, collecting her clothes and throwing them on, piece by piece. “One second, I’m in a meeting with my realtor, and the next, you’re fucking me on a desk.” She puts her dress back on and glares my way.
“Your realtor?” Shit, I totally misread that situation. “I thought you were on a date.”
Ellie barks out a laugh, then schools her features. “Wow.” She shakes her head. “So this”—she waggles her finger back and forth between us—”was nothing more than a jealousy fuck.”
I step toward her, but she retreats, and because I’m still naked, when she hauls ass out the door, I can’t follow. I quickly get dressed, but by the time I make it out to the lobby, Ellie is nowhere to be found and Brody Fields has arrived for our meeting.
“Hey, I’ve been trying to get ahold of you,” he says.
“Sorry, I had a bit of an emergency.”
“Everything okay?”
“Eh, not really.” I shrug. Brody’s a family man, so I give it to him straight. “I’m having some woman troubles.”
Brody chuckles. “I know all about that. If you need to reschedule...”
“You sure? This isn’t usually how I do business.”
“It’s all good. But when we reschedule, you’re coming down to my neck of the woods.” He extends his hand, and I take it.
“Thank you. She’s pregnant and...”
“Say no more. Good luck, man.”