Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Slowly, Miranda pulled her drawer open and took out the bottle of pills she had purchased last night. One would knock her down, two or three could kill her if she didn’t receive immediate medical help.
She placed the bottle on her desk and reached for her phone. She sent a text to Danny. She waited and counted the minutes, and when it was time, she calmly uncapped the bottle and took three pills.
UNLOCKING DARIA’S FRONT door with his own key, he had only taken one step inside the apartment when his mistress launched herself into his arms.
“What the—-” Laughing, Nik managed to keep his balance even as Daria’s arms and legs went around him.
She was kissing him before he could ask himself what was going on, and Nik had no trouble allowing himself to be distracted.
When Daria pulled away, she pressed her mouth to his ear, whispering, “Take me.”
Just two words, and Nik went up in flames.
He didn’t waste any time. He settled her on the dining table, and she simply lay there, watching him with seductive eyes and an even more seductive smile as he got rid of her shorts and her panties.
“Do you want to be completely naked?”
She shook her head. “Can’t wait that long,” she said huskily.
Lust rippled down his body. “Good,” he rasped. “Because I can’t wait either.” Unzipping himself, he took out his cock, already fully erect, and wetted it by lining the slit between her folds.
Daria started to writhe. “Come inside me now, please.”
He acquiesced but only allowed the head of his cock to enter her body. He thrust in and out of her like that, tormenting both of them.
Daria moaned, her legs parting until they fell against each side of the table. “Nik, please,” she begged.
“Not...yet.” He increased her torment, playing with her clitoris while he continued with his little thrusts.
Daria’s head fell back. “Oh God, please...”
He pushed his cock all the way in.
Her moan turned into a scream.
Grasping both legs by the ankles, he kept her legs wide open while he started pummeling into her with his cock. Each thrust drove the table forward, inch by inch, until the opposite edge of the table struck the wall behind. But Daria didn’t seem to notice, and Nik simply didn’t give a damn.
The feel of her body taking him all the way in was intoxicating. There was nothing like it. He had fucked so many damn women in his life, all of them skilled in the art of fucking, but none of them had felt this good. None of them could ever compare to the beautiful liar crying out his name over and over.
“Nik, harder,” she begged.
He gave it to her, unable to stop himself from obeying her command. He shoved his cock into her as hard as he could, and she came apart with a scream, her eyes dilating, her entire body jerking.
The image of Daria reaching her orgasm did it for him as well, and with a guttural growl, Nik’s hips jerked as he shoved his cock into her pussy as fast and as hard as he could. A couple of thrusts was all it took before he, too, was spending himself, throwing his head back as he filled her pussy with his cum.
When the last shudder faded, he opened his eyes and saw Daria watching him. Pulling away, he tore a sheet of paper towel from the counter and wiped himself clean. After, he did the same for Daria, ignoring her protests about doing it on her own. When she was clean, he helped her dress and the moment she was back on her feet, Nik leaned down to kiss her, his tongue driving in for the sweet, drugging taste of her mouth.
Nik lifted his head.
“You kiss super good,” Daria mumbled.
“And you’re no doubt flattering me for a reason.” He squeezed her bottom. “So what is it?” Because now that his cock was no longer in control of his brain, Nik knew that Daria’s sexual ambush had to have a reason.
“I don’t know what you mean...” She pouted.
The pout still did it for him, and scooping her up in his arms, he stole a kiss from her mouth before bringing her to the couch.
When he was seated, she curled readily in his arms, her head on his chest.
“Well?”
She started playing with the buttons of his shirt. “I know we’re supposed to go out tonight, but...”
Nik frowned. “But?”
“Is it okay if we stay here instead? An emergency at work – a former client – came up and...”
He nodded. “You don’t have to explain. I get it.” He cupped her chin. “That’s really it?”
Daria blinked at him innocently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Precocious little vixen,” he said in Greek.
She jumped off his lap. “Even if you don’t admit it, I know you’re saying something bad about me.” She glared down at Nik. “Right?”