Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“I wasn’t doing anything. We talked about an article.”
“That was him making an opening. He didn’t want to come off too eager, so he waited till the next day to ask you out.”
“Is that what you do when you get girls' numbers?” I hiss.
How did I turn this into me getting jealous? Then I remember his words about being a virgin. I wonder if I fantasized about them when I was lost in my lust. Heath’s hand suddenly comes down on my ass, and I let out a gasp in surprise. He did not just do that.
“That one doesn’t count toward the five.”
“Don’t get all pissy because I’m right,” I’m quick to say, and his hand comes down on my ass again.
I suck in a deep breath as heat pools deep in my belly. Oh god. I’m enjoying this.
“You’re really pushing it.” Heath pulls my skirt up, and I feel the cool air across my skin. “I knew I should have kept these.” He yanks my panties down my legs, and now my bare ass is on display for him.
“You’re not really going to spank me, are you?” I try to sound appalled, but I fail miserably. Heath’s hand caresses my ass, and when he doesn’t answer, I peek over my shoulder at him.
“I’m not sure. You might enjoy it too much.” He licks his lips, and my hips shamelessly lift. “No.” He gives a light pop to my right cheek, and I grit my teeth, knowing I’m on thin ice. I shouldn’t care, but it’s like I’ve lost all control. “I knew you’d let me do all of this if I was free to touch you.”
What does that mean?
“Heath?” I whimper, needing him to do something.
He hands me my phone. “Respond to him.”
“Right now?” I can barely think straight.
Smack!
“Okay!” I squeak because that spanking was harder than all the rest. He rubs the spot as I try to form a thought.
“Your response will decide if I let you cum.” His hand slides between my thighs and cups my sex. I close my eyes and rock my hips. “I’m out of patience, Meadow. I promise you that.”
Quickly I text Alex that I can’t meet up and that I’m back with someone from my past. “There!” I hiss, trying not to scream. He removes his hand from between my legs to take my phone from me.
“That will do,” he says casually before tossing it down next to him.
“Now are—” My words are cut off when his hand covers my mouth while the other starts to smack my ass in quick succession. Five hot pops across my bare cheeks sting as I cry out. Thankfully, the sounds that come from me are muffled.
“Good girl.” He soothes my reddening skin with gentle caresses.
“Heath,” I groan behind his hand as my whole body throbs. I need him now more than ever, and I know only he can make this better.
“I’ve got you.” His hand once again slips between my legs, and when his fingers hit my clit, I’m done for.
I cum hard and fast as the orgasm rips through my body. It’s different from the other ones he gave me, and I don’t understand it. He touched some deep part of me and released a desire I hadn’t known was locked away. The feeling floods out in tidal waves, making me lightheaded.
“Kiss me back,” Heath orders.
I realize I’m straddling him now, but I don’t recall moving. I part my lips and do as I’m told as Heath fists my hair in a tight hold and deepens the kiss. His other hand cups my cheek so gently.
I was wrong. I thought Heath ruined me before, but there’s no coming back from this.
Ever.
TWELVE
HEATH
I’ve never been so hard in my life, but in a way, it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever felt. Being without Meadow was worse, so I welcome the pain of wanting her. After her spanking, we ate lunch and then I forced myself to keep my hands off of her so that she could finish working the rest of the day.
It didn’t help that I decided to work in the conference room too so I could watch her every movement. When her fingers went to her lips and she stared out the window, I knew she was remembering my face between her legs. It made me want to crawl under the desk and eat her pussy all over again, but I had to maintain control.
Having Meadow so close but yet so far for all these years has driven me to the edge of madness, and now that I’ve had a taste, I’m a junkie. Can a man live on pussy alone? I bet I could on hers.
She looks at me over the top of her laptop, and I wonder if she’s having the same thoughts. Then she winks at me and goes back to her screen, and I clench my fists under the table. The little minx is taunting me.