Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
“Seriously, you’re my boss. What more is there to talk about? You’re a multimillionaire bus—”
“Billionaire,” he said, interrupting her.
“What?”
“I’m a multibillionaire as of a few years ago.”
She took a deep breath. “There you go. That doesn’t help. You’re rich. You’re the boss of this company. I’m just an employee and I work in the mail room. I lived on the streets, and we are so far apart it is unreal. I don’t know anything about you at all.”
There were so many other things she could list, but she figured they were enough to get him to see how incompatible they were.
“Do you want to get to know me?” he asked.
Okay, that she wasn’t expecting.
“Huh?”
“Well, you see, we’re both still human, unless you’re about to tell me you’re from a different planet. So, we’re the same species, and I’m a consenting adult, and you’re a consenting adult. Do you just not like me?” he asked.
“Of course I like you.”
“Then what is the problem?”
“You’re my boss. What is everyone going to think?” She dropped her arms to her sides. This was not sounding like a good argument. She looked at Gabriel and felt hopeless.
“Then we do this in secret if that is what is important to you, but I can’t get you out of my mind, Nora. I want you, and when I look at you, I have a feeling you want me too.” As he talked, he got closer to her.
Nora didn’t back away. She was not afraid of this man. A little nervous because he evoked feelings she had never felt before, and that was scary. So freaking scary. She took a deep breath and waited.
“Do you want me?” he asked.
He was suddenly in front of her and there was no way of escape.
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” she said.
“Then I’ll lead.” And with that, he kissed her. This was a soft kiss. Like the merest hint of lips just touching. Not too intense. Okay, she could handle this, even if it did make her toes curl in her shoes.
“No one needs to know, if you’re afraid of what people think.” He took possession of her lips. “And if you don’t know what you’re doing, then you’ll follow my instructions.”
His hands moved to her waist, and she let out a gasp as he pulled her close. The moment their bodies touched, she felt the hard ridge of his cock pressing against her. It felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop. A little moan escaped her lips.
Opening her eyes, she looked at him, a little taken aback by how good it sounded at him being in charge.
“Do you have a problem with that?” he asked.
“Don’t you have rules?” she asked.
“Oh, there will be rules.” He kissed her lips. “How about I make one now, that whenever you deliver my mail, you come around my desk and you’re not allowed to wear any panties when you come to my office, so I can feel how wet you are for me?”
Nora gasped at the instant heat that flooded her pussy. It would be so naughty and good. She was not going to ruin the visual by reminding him Trudy would be there.
“Yeah, I like that. It will get me through the day, until I can come and pick you up, and fuck you at my apartment. In fact, grab your bag and jacket, Nora. I’ve waited too long.”
****
Gabriel had never brought any woman back to his apartment. He had hotel rooms and other places where he took women to fuck. Nora was the first. He didn’t want to take her to some random hotel room. With tomorrow being Sunday, he’d take care of her clothes and deal with all other problems later. For now, he wanted his woman.
“Wow,” Nora said. “This is incredible.”
His apartment spanned over a couple of floors. The building itself, which he owned, only had a few apartments, but they were all spacious. He had a country home that once belonged to his grandfather, but he only went there when he absolutely needed to. Work kept him in the city. He had to be close to his work all day. If she liked his apartment, he had a feeling she’d fall in love with his country home.
“It’s a place to live,” he said.
The décor was done by a home stylist, and he’d allowed that woman to take care of everything. She had given him the ultimate bachelor pad. It was good, and she asked if it would be okay to be featured in some kind of magazine, to which he declined. He liked his personal space to remain private. Also, he didn’t want women asking to go back to his bachelor pad.
Nora was different. She looked good in his place, although she was a little overdressed.
With the main door already closed, he turned toward the panel of controls and clicked the button to draw the blinds that covered the windows.