Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
“Ms. Morgan.”
“Robert?” I smile at him. Finally someone I know. “I told you to call me Tinsley.”
“Sorry. It’s a habit. Are you here to see Reed?”
“I brought him lunch.” I show him my basket.
“You brought him lunch?”
“That’s what I said.” I laugh.
“Okay. Let me tell him you’re here.”
“No, which office is his? I’ll tell him myself.” Robert looks hesitant but points to the two double doors.
“Thanks.” I head down toward them. Maybe I should knock, but I’m nosy and want to catch him off guard. I pull on the door to open it only a little so I can slip in. Reed has his phone to his ear and his eyes come to me.
“I’ve got to go.” He ends the call. “Tinsley. Is everything okay?” Concern shows in his face.
“I brought you lunch.” He stands, coming around his desk. He looks so handsome in his suit. I hold my breath wondering how he’s going to greet me. He takes the basket from my hand before he wraps his other arm around me, pulling me into his big body. He drops a kiss on my lips until I’m breathless.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” My heart flutters. This feels so real. He flips the lock on his door. “Come.” He holds his hand out to me. I grab it. He intertwines our fingers together, leading me toward his desk.
He sets the basket down on top of the desk. He guides me towards his chair where he sits, pulling me down into his lap. I go easily, loving that he’s happy to see me.
“Are you hungry?” I ask as I reach for the basket. His hand grabs mine, stopping me from getting the basket.
“Yes. But not for food. I missed you,” he says as his hand runs up my bare leg, causing me to giggle. He pushes my hair aside and kisses my neck. I turn in his lap to straddle him.
“Are you sure you’re not busy? I can go,” I tease.
“You’re not going anywhere. Ever.” Butterflies dance in my stomach. I want that to be true. His hands slip up under my dress. “Tinsley.” He growls my name, giving my ass a squeeze. “No panties?”
I shake my head no. I grab his tie, pulling him to me. “I’m not hungry for food either.”
15
Reed
I grip her ass tighter, picking her up and sitting her down onto my desk. In one quick push I make room for her, not caring what breaks as it hits the floor. I still can’t believe she came here. I’d been thinking about her all day. I debated not going to work, but I didn't want to smother her. When she’s near I can’t keep my hands off her. I don’t want to scare her with my need for her.
I keep losing control when it comes to her. I had no idea I would be this aggressive when it came to sex. All I want to do is dominate her and mark her as mine. It might be that the dam has finally broken. She’s mine for the taking and I can’t stop taking her now.
“I don’t like you walking around without panties on.” I growl against her mouth before taking her lips in a punishing kiss. She moans into my mouth. I reach around her, unzipping her dress and pulling it over her head. “No bra either.” She's trying to kill me. Her pert breasts are a nice handful. They fit my hand perfectly. They were made for my hands alone.
“I didn't need one.” She looks up at me through her eyelashes. I want to fuck her so bad. It’s clawing at my insides. I’ve been holding back. Each night I work her pussy with my fingers so when she finally does take me it won’t be so painful. But the need to take her is becoming more unbearable by the second.
“You won’t do it again,” I tell her. She tilts her chin up, ready to challenge me. Before she can, I pull her off the desk, bending her over it.
“Reed.” She wiggles her round ass in the air. She may act as though she’s an innocent angel but she knows exactly what she's doing. She likes that she brings this side out of me and I don’t plan to disappoint her.
“Don’t move.” I kiss down her spine. I give her a small bite, making her jerk. “You won’t leave the house without panties again.” I bring my hand down on her ass.
She lets out a gasp that turns into a moan when I rub the spot I spanked before placing a kiss over it. She wiggles again. I can see the arousal that coats her thighs. I am not so sure this plan is going to work. She’s enjoying it far too much.
“This isn't deterring me.” She lets out another moan as I slip my fingers between her legs. “Reed.” I grab her, flipping her back over, unable to stop myself. I bury my face between her lush thighs. She hadn’t left me a choice. I couldn’t stop once I saw how wet she was for me. I’ve become addicted to her taste. She grabs ahold of my hair as I slip a finger inside of her. I keep working her until I can get another one in.