Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 44254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Everything belongs to me, only me. Not just sex.
Everything.
Pushing her back onto the couch, I spread her legs, staring at her pussy. Her lips look as excited as her engorged, needy clit, her little pink circle wet with all her juices flowing from her young, eager body.
I glance at my hands, sinking into her big legs, delighting in how much of her there is to grab onto.
So curvy, so gorgeously and flawlessly thick.
“Hmm,” she moans.
I look up, finding her staring down at me, biting her lip. Her hair is messy from sleeping – or trying to – tangled around her shoulders. Her cheeks are flushed even more than usual, giving her the look of a woman who desperately needs this…but only with me, just me.
I want to tell her that. But I might not be able to stop.
I’d tell her how this tight pink pussy will take my hard dick, how I will fuck her deep, possessively, until my seed erupts inside her and her virgin body gets pregnant.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” I whisper.
“What are you going to do?” she murmurs.
I smirk. “I think you know. I think you want me to get started. But you’re too adorably shy to say.”
“There might be something to that,” she says, averting her gaze.
I don’t keep my woman waiting. Or it might be more accurate that I don’t keep myself waiting since her pussy is so tempting.
I stand at my office window, looking down at the yard.
Danni and Candace are feeding the dogs…those who are docile and well-mannered enough not to fight over food.
I could watch Danni and the dogs all day, the joy she takes as she places each bowl down, her beaming features, her hand sometimes straying to her wild, beautiful ponytail like a nervous habit.
Savage and romantic thoughts collide as I imagine gently loosening her ponytail, freeing her wavy brown hair…and then using her ponytail to guide her mouth to my manhood, my swollen desire.
After placing the last bowl down, Danni looks up, her gaze settling on mine. Her smile falters, and I wonder what expression I wear.
There’s no doubt in my mind about who she belongs to, about wanting a repeat of last night.
I spoke to her about Rocket. I never do that with anybody…except Elizabeth, and I’ve only mentioned him to her a few times.
Candace touches Danni on the arm, gesturing at me. Then she looks at me, miming a pen and paper.
I get it. Candace wants me to fill out Danni’s official employment form.
I nod, gesturing for her to come up, and Candace gives her a nudge.
Walking around my office – I can’t sit as I wait for her, too excited with energy – I remind myself to use some self-control. It was bad enough feasting on her beautiful pussy in my house, but I can’t do it at work too.
Even if I want to badly.
She knocks timidly on my door, making me want to pull her into an embrace and tell her fiercely she never has to be shy with me.
“I’m going to be there for you every step of the way,” I’d growl, my hands roaming over her body. “You don’t have to be nervous. I’ll support you. Always.”
I tell her to come in. She pushes the door open, her hand busying with her ponytail again, flooding me with conflicting thoughts.
She’s got a sheen of sweat on her skin, letting me know she’s been working hard all morning, causing pride to expand inside of me.
And it makes me think of other ways I could make her sweaty.
“Candace said you need me to fill out a form?”
“Yeah.”
She closes the door without me asking her to. I almost tell her to open it, but something stops me.
Not something. That’s a cop-out.
The second the door closes, my legs are carrying me across the room, out of view of the window.
I’m breathing heavily as I struggle to stop myself, then I fail, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her close.
She makes that cute whimpering noise when I press my lips against hers.
Her hands wrap around me as mine slip over her hips, sinking into her curviness, my manhood responding immediately. I’m rock-solid by the time our tongues touch a few seconds later, and then we begin to consume each other.
She moans as I press my hips against her, letting her feel the pressure of my heaving cock.
“Dominic,” she whispers frantically between kisses.
“Tell me to stop,” I snarl in the same stolen moments.
“I can’t.”
I kiss her harder, and then my savage hand moves around from her hips down between her legs.
She places her hand on my chest, pushing back slightly, even as lust makes her tighten her fist, fingernails scraping against my pecs through my shirt.
“We can’t… not here. Not at work.”
“I know,” I say, struggling to focus. “But you’ve got no idea how badly I need to take you on that desk, to lie you on your back and strip you naked. To fuck you possessively, Danni, like I own you. And watch your big gorgeous tits bounce for me.”