Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 110103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Maybe I should go down to her. She’d probably still let me in for a fuck even after I’d turned her down before. I could fuck the anger out of my system, could fuck Anna out of my system.
Anna sauntered into the bathroom and left the door open. I didn’t follow her but I watched her through the open door. She unhooked her bra to perfectly shaped breasts that would fill out my hands if I kneaded them. Despite her slender figure, Anna didn’t have small breasts. She finally removed her thong and tossed it into the laundry bin. The idea that Maurice had seen her like this was too fucking much.
I turned around and stalked into my bedroom. Anna had always been Clifford’s, always been someone else’s, which was why she’d been forbidden to me. It had never bothered me because for the time being, she’d almost been mine, even if I had never had her in the first place. Sharing her with someone in the now was too fucking much for me.
I got out of my clothes and lay down. I listened to the sound of the shower, feeling an even deeper sense of regret.
I desired Anna. I wanted her still.
Why was I still holding back?
I cocked an eyebrow. Anna leaned in the doorway in what looked like an oversized dress shirt and a wide leather belt accentuating her narrow waist. She wasn’t wearing shoes or tights, and the top buttons were open.
She held a shoebox in her hand. “I need batteries.”
I got up from the kitchen table where I had been typing and deleting my letter of resignation to Dante for the last hour. It wasn’t the first time I did it either. I’d lost count of the number of resignation letters I’d written and deleted by now. Ever since the night Anna had snuck off with Maurice two weeks ago, I’d been considering quitting the job. I knew what I should be doing, but I couldn’t bring myself to hit send. For weeks I had been fighting with myself. I couldn’t stop thinking about Anna, about her body, about her coy smile. About how I’d let Maurice have her. I’d smelled his aftershave on her another time after she’d come out of fashion school. He’d probably snuck in and met her for a quickie in a bathroom stall. Anna hadn’t denied anything, and I had tried to bottle up my unreasonable jealousy and fury.
“Santino?” Anna strolled over to me and of course, I tensed. I closed the laptop. If she found out I wanted to quit she’d find a way to make me stay and I had a feeling I’d gladly allow her to do so.
“Don’t be scared. I’ll be nice,” she said with the teasing smile that drove me up the wall.
“You’re intolerable.”
“Most people find me charming.”
“That’s because you are charming to them and keep your intolerable self for me.”
“That’s because you are one of the few people I can be myself around. You already don’t like me very much. It’s not like I could impress you.”
If only she knew…
“What do you need the batteries for?” I asked as I got up and opened one of the kitchen drawers where I picked up a selection of batteries.
Anna opened her shoebox. My eyebrows shot up and my dick gave a little twitch. Inside the box lay three little sex toys. One looked like a red computer mouse with a suction cup.
“Trust me, a mouth can do it much better,” I said.
She picked up the red toy. “I know, but if I don’t have a mouth on hand, I can use this one to have some fun.”
“I suppose even with Maurice’s mouth around, you still need that thing to have fun.”
She ignored my snide comment and turned the thing on and motioned at the small suction part. “There are different intensity levels. And I can take it into the bathtub with me. That’s not something a man can do no matter how talented his mouth is unless he can breathe underwater.”
I was fairly sure I’d drown happily if it happened while I sucked at Anna’s sweet little clit.
She had two more toys in her shoebox. A white, smooth slightly curved dildo and a dildo that also had a suction mechanism.
“They are all very good.”
“I suppose it’s a good thing you don’t have to worry about Cliffy being pissed if he can’t poke your hymen with his dick considering Maurice and your dildos got there first.”
She simply smiled, not at all fazed by my words. Just thinking that Maurice might have been the guy who’d popped her cherry two weeks ago drove me up the wall. I really wanted to find the guy on principle and kill him.
Anna motioned at the red toy. A light was blinking red and then the suction stopped. “I need batteries for this one.”