Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 98398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
My gaze zeroed in on her mouth, thoughts of all the filthy things I wanted to do to it crashing around my already fevered brain as I watched her sharp, white teeth sink into the fullness of her bottom lip.
I rarely took lovers, and this would be my first paid experience. That being said, I enjoyed the satisfaction of a job well done. I would be making her come on my fingers, at least once, before I bent her over the sink and fucked her hard and fast.
“Do you know who I am?” I rasped against the edge of her jaw.
She didn’t open her eyes, but nodded and bit her lip a little harder.
I was going to taste that lip soon. The dim light shone off the gilded edges of the mirror and reflected on her clear porcelain skin and her golden hair, giving her an ethereal glow. The woman looked like an angel, a sweet fallen angel, one I had every intention of corrupting even further.
She sold her body like a commodity.
I would buy it all.
I rubbed tighter circles around her clit, her thighs trembling as they brushed my wrist. My cock strained against my trousers, needing a release. When I did finally bend her over the sink counter, I was going to pound into her so hard and fast there was little doubt I’d bruise her sweet pussy.
So before the pain, I’d give her a taste of pleasure.
“Good. Then I’ll count on your discretion. Especially since you know the power I yield and what would happen to someone in your vulnerable line of work if you don’t meet my demands or betray me.”
Her eyes widened. “Are you threatening to fire me if I don’t give in to you?”
Leaning down, I nipped at her earlobe. “You’re not hired yet, sweetheart. Consider this an audition. If you take every inch of my cock nice and deep inside this cute little body of yours, then I’ll hire you.”
I gently pinched her clit. “I’ll expect you to be a wet and willing, obedient, submissive fuck toy ready to meet my every demand. No matter how painful or depraved.”
She shoved against my chest. “How dare you! You can’t talk to me like this. I don’t care if I borrowed your stupid bathroom!”
The effect was that of a little kitten batting at a lion with her paws.
My hand shifted from her jaw to wrap around her throat. The tips of my fingers pressed into her delicate flesh as I squeezed. At the same moment, I added a second finger and thrust deep into her pussy.
Her mouth opened on a whimper as she stilled.
A growl emanated from deep inside my chest. “You like that, babygirl? Like the idea of a firm hand wrapped around your throat? You’ll like the feel of my hand spanking this misbehaving ass of yours even more.”
Her breath hitched, and a tear escaped from the corner of her eye.
Damn, she was good. If she kept up this frightened ingenue act much longer, I would have no choice but to fuck her first and then see to her needs afterward, because my cock was already a hammer looking for a pretty little nail.
My finger slid along her pussy, teasing her further. “If you please me, I’ll lock you into a two-million-a-year exclusive contract. Plus bonuses any time you let me push your pain limits with a new, pleasurable kink.”
Her body stiffened under my touch.
Fuck yes. She was close to orgasm. It made sense that a lucrative contract would be enough to push a hooker over the edge.
Instead, she tried to shove me away again.
I squeezed her throat in warning as I pressed my hips into hers.
“If two million isn’t enough, we can negotiate after your audition,” I offered while pulling one of the straps of her bra down over her delicate shoulder, exposing her perfectly round, blush-pink nipple.
It was the same pale pink color as her lips—and hopefully her pussy lips as well.
My mouth watered.
Her eyes opened, their intense green filled with undisguised rage.
The emotion caught me so off guard that I didn’t see her hand move in time.
She slapped my face hard enough I actually stumbled away from the wall.
Giving her a chance to shift away from me and grab her shoes and blouse from the floor, thrusting them into her bag.
“I am not a whore. I am your new paralegal.”
Her words were short and clipped, squeezed through tight lips as she slung her bag over her shoulder while righting her bra then shoved past me toward my office door.
I stared after her, slack-jawed, wincing at the slam of the door behind her.
Fuck. What did I just do?
CHAPTER 4
EDDIE
“There has to be someone else I can work for,” I pleaded again, wincing at the whining tone my voice had taken.
This was it. This was the most embarrassing thing I had ever had to do in my career thus far, even considering what came before this incident.