Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
My day went by like I was in a daze. It was dark outside when I realized that everyone else in the office had left, and I was the only one still there, sitting like a dummy in my cube. Quickly, I grabbed my jacket and purse and made my way down to the lobby before getting on the subway. The train seemed to move in slow motion, but I know it’s just me. Rowan’s handsome face smiled at me in my dreams and inside, I felt myself going soft again. Did I really give the CEO of my company a blow job while in his office?
Yep, I sure did. This was no dream. Mr. Crane wanted head and I obliged him. Of course, I was shocked and taken aback for a moment when he asked, but I got right to it as soon as I wrapped my brain around what he was asking.
For a girl who’s only been with one other man in her life, I certainly went at it eagerly. Brian was never that great. To be honest, I couldn’t even get wet when I was with him, but with Mr. Crane, I was absolutely sopping even though he didn’t touch me! It’s so crazy how these things work.
I let myself into the dark apartment and remembered that Sierra was working late that night, which I was grateful for. After all, I need some time to process this all. Was I ever going to see Mr. Crane again? It certainly seemed like it, judging from his parting words. But also, does he do this sort of thing a lot with women in the office? I haven’t heard any rumors, but who knows? I’m not exactly in the loop at Crane Technologies.
Well, what happened was hot, there’s no doubt. Rowan was hot. I felt myself flushing again, thinking about sucking on his throbbing cock. I could taste his hardness in my mouth still and licked my lips remembering his distinct flavor.
It was so wrong though. He was the CEO and I was simply an intern! He had to be in his forties and I was barely even twenty. Moreover, we likely have nothing in common, except for the shared energy between the two of us. Now that’s amazing.
Idly, I start dreaming. If his secretary hadn’t interrupted us, maybe he would have taken me there on his desk? Even though I’m a little ashamed to admit it, I know I would have bent over and let him fuck me hard. Just thinking about it has me wet again and I head straight for the shower. These naughty thoughts are so bad!
Drying off, I get ready for bed with thoughts of Rowan still on my mind. I was going to have some really hot dreams, that was for sure. I almost couldn’t wait to get to sleep and see what sort of naughtiness the two of us got up to in my imagination.
But then my phone buzzed, breaking me out of my little fantasy world. It was an unknown number but as soon as I read the message, I knew who it was.
Come to my office at 7 sharp tomorrow morning. In the meantime, sweet dreams, baby girl.
OMG, it’s Mr. Crane, but what did he want from me now? And how did he get my number?
Of course he knows your number, the voice in my head scolds. The guy owns the whole company! He has access to HR files!
Oh right. Still, does he want another blow job? To be honest, it seems a little risky for the CEO of the company to keep inviting me to his office for illicit shenanigans. But I know what to say, and even more, I want it too.
I’ll B there, I text back.
He sends back an emoji smiley face and suddenly I wasn’t worried anymore. Any man who uses emojis isn’t that scary. But now, I wasn’t tired anymore. I threw off my covers and flipped my light on as I flung all my clothes around my room. I had to find just the right outfit for my morning visit because I need something sexy and irresistible. He seemed to like the short skirt so maybe I’d wear another one of those or perhaps a dress this time? I labored over all my options until I heard the door.
“Nats?” Sierra called from the kitchen. “You still up?” Then, she knocks on my door and peeks inside. “What are you doing awake?” my friend asks as she walks into the bedroom. Then, she sees my room looking like a cyclone has destroyed it and skids to a stop.
“Holy shit,” Sierra mumbles, eyes wide. “Let me guess: you had a bad day.”
I let out a half-snort, half-giggle.
“Girl, you won’t even believe what happened at work today. It’s a long story but sit down because you’re going to freak out! Even more, I got some more Pinvia and this time, it’s enough to keep us in stock for two weeks.”