Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Chapter 9
STONE
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I left the assholes planning my life and went to check in on the pain in the ass. “What the ass fuck?” She was rearranging my office. She didn’t even blink at my outburst, just kept doing what she was doing before I walked in.
“This place was a pigsty. How do you get anything done around here? Your desk is like a maze.” I gritted my teeth and reminded myself that there were way too many fucking witnesses in this bitch for me to pop her and get away with it.
“I want it back exactly the way you found it. Stop snooping in my shit kid I’m not gonna tell you again.” She ignored me and kept on moving shit around. I walked around the table to take the folder out of her hand and ended up biting off more than I was ready to chew.
She’d changed into one of her new outfits while I wasn’t looking. It was some sort of strappy top that left her shoulders bare and her cleavage on display. She pushed the folder behind her back playfully and her tits ended up pressed into my chest when I stupidly tried reaching around her.
“Fuck!” Two things happened at once. My dick went full on hard and her eyes went to half-mast. I could see the pulse in her neck speed up and the hair on her arms stand on end. “Walk away Chloe.” I brushed a lock of hair off her face. So soft.
“I…” She swallowed but didn’t move, as if she couldn’t. When she arched her neck as if lifting her mouth for mine I knew I was in trouble. My head lowered on its own volition and my lips grazed hers lightly before a noise from outside intruded and woke me the hell up from my trance.
My hands were on her ass. I had no idea how they got there, didn’t remember reaching for her. And my cock was pressing into the vee between her slightly spread thighs. I dropped my hands and took a hasty step back and she fell into me. “Fuck!”
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CHLOE
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Mercy! There were a lot of things going on inside me at once. He’d called me by my name for the first time. I don’t think I’d ever heard it sound so…sensual before. His hands on my body felt heavy and safe, and the way his body crowded mine, like he was standing, between me, and the world.
My body was on fire. I waited with baited breath for his lips to touch mine and when he didn’t move fast enough I lifted my lips to his. That first touch, like butterfly wings. My heart exploded, but before I could get completely lost in the newly awakened sensations, there was a loud bang in the hallway, like a door slamming closed.
Damn. So close. He pulled away but the weight of his hands were still on my ass. I could feel the heat through the soft cotton of my skirt, but soon that too was gone.
I felt the coldness as soon as he took his hands away. Like the sun disappearing behind a cloud and just like that it was gone. My legs gave out and I stumbled into him and those arms, for just one moment more, were on me again.
For the first time in days, my mind was clear of everything but what was going on in that room. It was as if only the two of us existed and the rest of the world was a long way off.
There was a look in his eyes that told me if I knew what I was doing I could have him. But that was just it. I had no experience seducing a man and certainly not one like Gavin Stone.
He wasn’t like the boys I’d flirted with at school. Them I could control, lead. Everything in me knew that he couldn’t be, that whatever happened between us would have to be his choice. But I wanted to feel that pressure between my thighs just one more time before he came to his senses completely and pulled away.
I moved into him, letting my nipples graze his chest as I spread my thighs beneath the soft flirty skirt. His hard length touched me right where I needed it and his hand on my nape almost made me swoon.
I thought for sure he was going to pull my head back with that hand and kiss me for real this time, but instead he peeled me off of him. “No, not here.” Was that a tremble in his hand I felt? Why that should make me feel almost as good as the kiss I wasn’t sure.
He walked back around the table away from me and kept his back turned. I could see he was struggling for control, it made me feel powerful somehow.