Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 59659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 298(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 298(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
My hand slid down to my shaft, and I stroked it. There was no going back now.
I imagined our lips crushing together in that tiny office, tongues sliding into each other’s mouths. She would taste like peaches and cream, and her body would be hot and soft in my hands. I could rip the clothes from her and toss them on the ground while she jerked my belt open and unzipped my pants.
I would sweep everything off the desk, letting it crash to the floor while she reached behind her to lock the door. Even if they came knocking, there would be no answer. She would flip the light and return to embrace me again as I reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it fall between us as I cupped her breast.
Slowly making my way down her neck, I would take one breast into my mouth and let my tongue flick her nipple. She would pull my cock out of my pants and stroke it, moaning as I let my hand slide under her panties to her warm mound, sliding my middle finger between her lips and swirling over her clit. She would raise up on her toes as she nearly came on my hand before I pushed her onto the desk, bent over so her ass was pushed out toward me.
I wouldn’t even remove her panties, just push them aside as I would mount her, driving my cock deep inside her until she moaned and clenched the desktop. My hips would rock back and forth as she begged me to fuck her harder. Sweat would pour from our bodies as we jockeyed for control, changing positions over and over until I had moans pouring from her as I slammed my cock inside her wet, throbbing pussy.
She would come, toes curling as I felt myself losing control. She could feel it. She knew I was on the edge, and she would pull herself off me, dropping to her knees. Stroking me into her lips, she would moan as I came in her mouth. When I was finished, she would look up at me with those glittering blue eyes and a smile that could tempt the devil and let her tongue slide out to lick me one last time, cleaning me off and not wasting a single drop.
I came hard in the shower, my knees buckling under me. It took a few moments to get the strength to stand again and rinse off, wondering how in the hell I was going to get through tomorrow now.
10
MELANIE
“Amy, will you please go tell Chris and Tom that if they aren’t finished sorting that truck in fifteen minutes that I won’t let them play their boom box back there anymore?”
“Sure,” Amy said, smirking. “And if I catch them on another ‘smoke break’?”
“Tell them I will personally remove their lungs. It’s almost five. I have things to do, and I can’t leave until that truck is unloaded and sorted,” I said.
After that making threat, I shut the door of the office and marched over to the chair to throw myself in it. Of course, fate would have it that the one day I had something I needed to go take care of I was going to be stuck here late. Nine times out of ten, if I wanted to be out of there at any specific time, I could make it happen, no problem. This might not have been a great thing, considering it was generally because we were only so busy, but today was just nuts.
To add to it all, the news about a possible purchase of the store had made its way around town. Customers were coming in and asking about it, and my employees were starting to ask about it too. I really didn’t have anything to tell them yet. I didn’t know how it was all going to work. All I knew is I’d gotten screwed and was trying to figure it out. That wasn’t going to be much comfort to the employees who were worried that a new owner might cause job changes.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and shut my eyes, the sting causing tears to leak out of the corners. I was tired and frustrated and nervous about the dinner with Victor. Part of me wanted to call him and cancel. Part of me wanted to just throw my apron off and head home to get dolled up for it right that second. Part of me wanted to run away with the circus and never come back.
I could make for a hell of a trapeze artist, I thought. Just give me a few months’ training.
The phone rang, and I ignored it, even though I was sitting right next to it. Someone else could get it.
“Melanie, you have a call on line one. Melanie, you have a call on line one,” the PA speaker boomed, and I instantly regretted not getting the call when it came in. The PA was a million times worse and made me nearly jump out of my seat.