Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
“Goodbye, Mother.”
“Goodbye, favorite daughter of mine.” That sing-song voice is what she used in the morning to wake me up.
“I’m your only daughter and only child, you know,” are my parting words as she walks out the door, leaving me with her laughter and a smile plastered on my face. Today has been a great freaking day.
6
KINGSTON
The amount of times I fucked my fist last night didn’t matter; my dick still throbbed and never went down. The dumb piece of flesh wants the real thing. After the way I left things unsaid yesterday, there’s no telling if that will ever happen. That’s why I’m late getting into work this morning. There’s more than just one way to a woman’s heart besides orgasms, and I know just the thing to sweeten the deal.
“Tessa, do you have a second?” I knock on her office door, the sweet treat in the bag to keep it discreet. That would be all I need, for the other lawyers to catch wind of me treating her differently than them. Truthfully, I will be, but right now, them seeing it on her first day of work probably isn’t the wisest.
“Good morning. Sure. I’m just going over some paperwork.” Tessa pushes away from her desk and stands up to greet me. I shut her door. The blinds are already turned down, working in my favor. Son of a bitch. She’s in another one of those skirts she had on yesterday, this time paired with a black blouse, a button or two undone, giving a hint of cleavage. I’m all too familiar with that visual. The only problem is, whereas the last time I was focused on getting her off while not using my hands, given the opportunity, I’m going to start with my mouth, work my way down with my fingers until she finally takes my cock, whether that be in her mouth while I’m guiding her in all the ways I like to be sucked or feeling the soft velvety walls of her pussy as I take her for the first time.
I place the bag on her desk, making sure the cinnamon roll with extra frosting doesn’t ruin the papers she’s been working on. “What’s that?” Tessa asks, looking at the bag, the scent of the bakery wafting in her office.
“A congratulatory present of sorts. I figured flowers would be too cliché and a bottle of wine might be frowned upon.” I walk around her desk until she turns her body towards mine. My hand goes to hers, taking it in mine. She takes a deep breath of air, offering me up her tits that, given another place and time, I’d be devouring.
“King, thank you. You didn’t have to.” I don’t let her hand go, feeling its softness in my work-roughened hands from other things besides being an attorney. A man is only as good as the home he keeps, and since Mae’s been gone, I’ve had to keep myself busy and active. On nights I can’t turn off my brain, I’ll work out in my home gym. Weekends I’m not working, I’ll work around the yard and pool, taking care of the maintenance or adding to the plethora of never-ending shit that needs updating.
“You’re welcome. I wanted to. I’m not going to start something this early in the day, but I am going to leave you something to think about.” My head dips down, lips meeting hers, softly at first, seeing where she’s at in terms of being okay with taking this further. If she decides this isn’t what she wants, I’ll do anything in my power to persuade her that the two of us are happening; it’s only a matter of time and figuring out the logistics.
“King.” I leave her lips for a moment, wanting to see where her head is at. Since she seems to be mourning the loss of our kiss, I go back in, tongue licking at her upper lip, teasing her until she is the one whose hands go to my waist. My hand cinches in her hair. I hate the fucking tight bun she has it in. My fingers are popping the gold hair pins out, feeling it tumble beneath my hands as her tongue chases mine. That’s when I take it deeper. My other hand slides up the back of her leg, yanking her skirt up along the way. Tessa gets the memo, hooking her leg around my waist, then I’m moving until she’s sitting on her desk, bare ass from the feel of it as I squeeze the cheek of her ass.
“Temptress.” I pull back and devour the vision in front of me, hair tumbling down, longer than it once was. I bet it reaches the base of her spine. “Fuck, you’re beautiful. If the office weren’t so busy, I’d be taking a whole lot more than your kisses, Tessa.”