Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“What were you doing with that guy?” he asks as he leads me three doors down to what looks like either a private office or a small VIP lounge and closes the door behind us. “He looked like he was about fourteen years old, Ali.”
“I…my friend Mel set me up with him.”
My voice is quivering as I stand beside him.
I feel like I have whiplash. First he puts me downstairs at the front desk to get me away from him, then he shows up with a model on his arm the next day at the office, and then the next time I see him, he’s dragging me away from my date to the back office like he owns me.
“And you let her?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” I counter. “It’s not like I have any reason not to.”
He’s so sexy.
And he smells incredible too. As I take a deep, nervous breath, it’s like my lungs fill with his pheromones. But I have to resist. Not only do I have my pride at stake, but I also made a bet—a bet that there’s one million dollars riding on too.
“Oh, so now you’re going to pretend like you’re not attracted to me?”
But then, like a big jerk face, Zander moves right in and puts his strong hands on my waist and pulls me right in.
As if seeing him here tonight wasn’t surprise enough, feeling the thick, firm bulge beneath his pants is an added surprise that instantly warms my body another few degrees. I can feel the prickles in my cheeks as they begin to blush. I try to look away, but Zander catches me by the chin and forces my eyes to his.
“We both know who you’re supposed to be with tonight, Ali.”
And before I can react, he’s kissing me.
And I’m letting him.
5
Zander
Our lips are locked together, and our bodies are pressed tight. Her wet tongue against mine has me going crazy as I think about her wet little pussy just waiting and ready to take my cock, swollen and desperately trying to force its way out of my pants.
I pull her tight, feeling her firm teenage breasts against my chest. My heart is thudding like a racehorse inside my chest as I rage hot and heavy for her. Goddamn if I didn’t luck out with her applying for the job at my company. What a fine little minx that any man would kill for.
But suddenly, just as things are getting hot and heavy, Ali pulls away from me.
“No,” she says, putting a hand to her lips. “I—we can’t do this.”
“Oh, come on now.” I smile. “Why stop yourself from doing something you clearly want to do?”
“Because you’re obviously an asshole!” she blurts out. “A player with no consideration for me. All you think about is you and what you want!”
She tries to rush past me to the door, but I catch her by the wrist and pull her back to me.
“What are you talking about?” I peer into her eyes, trying to get a read on her. I see anger brewing there. She’s definitely pissed at me. “Where is this coming from?”
“Where do you think?” she spits back.
“Is this about your job? About me moving you downstairs?” I ask. “I had no idea it meant so much to you.”
“Of course it meant so much to me!” Ali shouts. “It was the whole reason I came to work for you, and you just put me at the front desk like that!”
“I told you why I did it, Ali!”
“And you think that’s a good reason?” I can see how upset I’m making her. And that’s not good. That’s the last thing I want to do right now.
“Fine!” I say quickly. “I’m sorry.”
“Bullshit!”
“I am!” I say, and I really do mean it. “I’m sorry I moved you, and I’ll never ask you to make reservations for me again.”
Ali cocks her head to the side and looks at me with suspicion. Even like this, she still looks utterly adorable. A change comes over her expression, and her lips twist up into a slight smile. She aims an index finger at me.
“Oh, that’s how you’re going to apologize—?”
I cut her off with a kiss – a kiss that she accepts.
I can feel her smiling into it. I reach out, grab her by the waist, and pull her into me. Now I’m even hungrier than before. Her feistiness has me on fire for her. My cock is throbbing and almost painful with desire. I lean into her and press it right between her thighs so she can feel it.
She writhes back against me, her body exuding desire. A moment ago, she was denying me, now she’s practically begging for it. A little whiney moan escapes her throat that excites something in me, causing my hands to slip into the hem of her shorts. I tug at the button and practically tear her zipper as I pull it down. I can’t undress her fast enough.