Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
When I press my thumb across her clit, she comes screaming my name. While the orgasm races through her curvy body, I kiss my way back up her chest, stopping to suck on each nipple before I stand and lean down to lift her into my arms and kiss her.
I set her gorgeous little ass on the conference table while our tongues tangle. She shocks me a little when she reaches between us to grasp my cock and place it at her wet opening.
“You probably already figured this out, but I’m not very experienced.” I can already tell that, but her words still cause my territorial side to wake up.
“Once we do this, I’ll never let you go.” I’m not going to let her get away with this avoidance shit anymore.
“Okay.”
“Hold on, hellcat,” I growl and thrust steadily into heaven. Her elbows give out and she lies back against the hardwood surface before pulling me close. I lean up on one arm and reach between us to rub her clit, trying to distract her, and slowly press a little deeper each time I drive into her sweet pussy.
She rewards my patience by wrapping her silky legs around my hips and dragging me closer. Her breath brushes against my arm as I slowly pick up speed. When she turns her head and bites my wrist, I almost lose my mind. Maintaining the barest hold on my control, I press all the way and feel her silky walls relax around my cock.
“Please move faster,” she cries out and lifts her hips to meet my thrusts. I lean back a little and watch her gorgeous tits bounce with each thrust. When an orgasm tingles at the base of my spine, I lean over and take one of her nipples between my teeth. I bite down gently on the sweet bud while rubbing my thumb over her clit, and her scream echoes around the room. I let go of my control and thrust several more times. Fireworks blast behind my closed eyelids as I come deep inside her pussy.
I collapse on top of her and lay my head across her sweet chest. “I think you stole my heart.” The words slip out before I’m able to stop them, and I don’t regret them one bit.
Wow. I’m not sure what to even say.
I feel sticky wetness dripping down my rear end onto the table beneath me and blurt out the first thing that comes to my mind. “I’m not on birth control.” His dark brown eyes widen as he stares down at me, and I realize I could’ve handled that a little better.
“I already figured that out.” He runs his hand up my neck and lightly wraps it around my cheek. “And I don’t give a fuck.”
“You’re going to have a vastly different reaction if I turn up pregnant.” I push him back a little so I can stand.
Right this second, I’d prefer to be anywhere except here. How in the world do I handle this situation? You should’ve thought of that before you had sex with your boss in the freaking vault. I hate my inner voice of reason, so I ignore it.
“I can’t wait to see you grow round carrying my child.” He hands me my skirt and watches intently as I pull it on. “I plan to come deep inside your sweet little pussy hourly until you’re pregnant.”
“Hourly?” I gasp and reach for my blouse. “I don’t think that’s possible.” I might not have had any sexual experience before today, but I do know that shouldn’t be possible.
“Over the past two weeks, I’ve made love to you hundreds of times in my dreams.” My heart melts when he pulls me into his arms. “Now, I plan to make my dreams a reality.”
“Do I have any say in your plans?” I can’t resist the urge to needle him a little bit. Plus, I feel like a duck out of water right now.
“You can decide whether I fuck you in my office, on the front desk, upstairs in the penthouse, or in my apartment.” He leans over and places a soft kiss at the base of my throat, and I realize there’s one place he didn’t list.
“What about my apartment?”
“You won’t need your apartment now that you’ll be living with me.” What the heck? My mind finally begins to function again.
“Hello, Mr. High and Mighty Knightley.” I poke my finger into his chest. “There’s a such thing as asking. Nicely.” The thought of living with him sounds like heaven, but I’m not about to give up everything I’ve worked for at the snap of his fingers.
“Would you please move in with me?” he asks and searches for his own clothes.
“No.” If Mr. High and Mighty wants me, he’s going to have to put in a little effort. I might’ve temporarily lost my mind and given in to him, but I’m in full control now. Watching my friends together showed me what I want out of a relationship, and I’m not going to settle for any less.