Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Bending down, I lick her seam, tasting her soaking wet hole all the way up to her pucker. I bite her cheek before giving her another smack on her pretty ass, loving the way she moans for more. I thrust into her sweet heat and fuck her womb until she comes for me.
I work her warmth all night, driving into her over and over to remind her who she belongs to and that she’s Mrs. Jack Shaw.
Petra
Five years later
Three boys. We have three boys all running amok in the house while I try to handle the paperwork. I’m still Jack’s assistant, but now he only works four days a week and I only work six-hour days instead of a full ten like he does, so I get more time to take care of the boys. We have a daycare facility in the building and our boys are there a couple times a week, but our oldest, Carter, is about to start kindergarten.
Next month Jack’s new assistant will take my place. He’s a nice guy, although Jack doesn’t like that I have to do a lot of the training, but like I remind him, the man would be more attracted to my husband than me.
“My pet, where are you?” His voice still does the same thing to me as if I’m hearing it for the first time. I want to be in his arms, aching to be kissed, but I try to remain cool and relaxed.
“In our office,” I call out, setting my bare feet up on the desk. I hear his steady footsteps before he reaches the door. “Hello, handsome.” My expression doesn’t give away that I’m practically panting with lust, but if he checked, he’d know.
“God, you look gorgeous.” He tilts his head and stares at me from the doorway with his arms crossed and sleeves rolled up, revealing the taut muscles on his strong forearms. You’d never know that this man sat behind a desk. My eyes linger on his buff arms and chest a little longer than they should, but I can’t fight the pull.
“Why, thank you, Mr. Shaw. It’s been wonderful working for you. It’s a shame that my time has come to an end,” I say with a playful pout because I’m sure I’ll find a reason to sneak into his office.
“It truly has. I’ve never had such an incredibly talented assistant.” He moves in closer, and I know I’m going to be thoroughly fucked because his eyes are laser-focused on me with the same pure lust I’m giving him.
I smile and shake my head. “Yes, Mr. Shaw, but you see, I have a lot of work to handle before I call it quits. I’d hate for my boss to be upset with me.”
“I promise you he will not be upset if you give me your time and your body. He’ll be extremely appreciative…extremely appreciative.” I squeal when he pounces, pulling me out of my chair with lightning speed. His mouth crushes mine. “He’ll most certainly approve.”
Jack lifts me onto his desk, sending my pencil skirt rising up my thighs, revealing the edge of my ass. “I’m going to ruin his notes.”
He looks down and sees my panties are wet. “Fuck, I’ll just have to reprint them.” He runs his thick finger over my fabric-covered slit and my entire body vibrates with need for more. His hand snakes over the edge of my panties and down until he’s cupping my cunt while pushing two fingers inside. “Give me a kiss, Mrs. Shaw.”
“Yes, Mr. Shaw,” I stammer as my feet flex from the sensations.
“Such a good wife.” With a flex of his fingers, I nearly come off the desk. “So fucking responsive.” I need to come, but I want his big cock inside me, working me, stretching me, breaking me in two.
“Will you fuck me, Mr. Shaw?” I arch my back, rolling my hips to send his fingers deeper into me. God, it’s so incredible. It’s bliss when he touches me. From the first dominating day, Jack has owned me and I’ll never get enough.
“Why, that sounds like a great idea, my pet.”
He pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, sucking my sticky mess off them which makes my pussy clench with desire and hunger. I gently push him back and drop to my knees. “Are you hungry for my dick, my pet?” he asks, freeing his cock from his dress pants.
“Yes, Mr. Shaw.” I lick my lips and squeeze my breasts to help ease the ache, but it only makes me crave more. I grip his length and suck his huge rod down my throat, working his shaft as if I’ll never get this thick, sexy, engorged dick again.
Like he knows just what I need, he wraps my ponytail around my hair. “Suck harder, wife.”