Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11119 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11119 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
“Continue,” he said.
After another deep breath, she lifted her shirt over her head. She was so aroused that she swore she’d spontaneously combust. Karlee was in a billionaire’s hallway in nothing but a lace bra and panties. How could something so wrong feel so right? She was hesitant about getting completely naked even though she wanted this party to continue.
“Very nice. You have a beautiful body, Karlee.”
She was desperate for his approval. Each time she complied his tone became less harsh, spurring her to obey each command. Shit, what kind of issues did she have bottled up?
Karlee unfastened her bra clasp but held the material to her chest before it could fall away. She’d never done anything like this in her life. She wasn’t sure who or what to blame for her sudden rash behavior. Maybe it was the stress from work and finances or due to stifling her sexuality every day of her adult life. But Robert Black unleashed something within her that refused to behave.
He shook his head in disapproval as he stepped forward. “Don’t hide your body from me.” Robert gently pried her arms aside, allowing the bra to slip down to the floor with her other clothing. He got down on one knee and covered her areola with his hot mouth, sucking in her sensitive nipple. She cried out, tossing her head back as she gripped his hair as an anchor.
His tongue was magical as he painted circles around her nipples, alternating from one to the other. With his hands free, he removed her panties, the last article of clothing before she was completely nude. He cupped her bare ass, squeezing the fleshy mounds as he feasted on her breasts. His slight stubble scraped her sensitive skin, increasing her arousal. Her legs were getting weak, her knees shaking.
When he finally rose back up to his feet, he towered over her, his shoulders twice as wide as hers. She instinctively tugged at his shirt, wanting him just as naked. The man was massive, and Karlee wanted to see and feel the hard muscles she knew waited beneath his expensive designer shirt.
“Ah-ah.” He clucked his tongue as he seized both her wrists. “Patience, sweet thing.” Then in one swift motion, he had her sitting up on the antique hall table, the decorative vase and flowers purposely brushed to the floor. The ceramic crashed into pieces when it hit the hardwood. She gasped, her body jolting from the sudden noise.
“Mr. Black? Is everything okay?” The female voice originated from downstairs. What if she was caught without her clothes on? The taboo nature of their act only added to the twisted eroticism.
He ignored the unseen voice, unzipping his dress pants as he positioned himself between her spread legs. “Touch my cock.”
She looked down at his huge erection now jutting out from his zipper. The man was thick and hard, built like a stud horse. She tentatively reached down, but he gripped her hand and showed her exactly how he wanted her to handle him. He was so forward, so confident. She liked it.
“Mr. Black?” The sound of footsteps began at the bottom steps of the winding staircase. Karlee tensed.
“Do you want this inside of you? Can your little pussy stretch enough for me?” He smoothed his hands along her inner thighs, stretching her wide enough that she felt the pull in her muscles. When he pressed the fullness of his thumb into her cunt, her entire body shook.
A muffled gasp briefly stole his attention.
“Do I look like I want to be disturbed?” His voice changed from sexy to threatening in the span of a second.
Karlee looked to the side, Robert’s thumb still deep inside her, her legs wide. The wedding planner stared with a mix of shock and awe before rushing back downstairs. If Isabel hated her before, she wasn’t sure what she’d think of her now. She’d probably gossip to the entire staff, including Elizabeth. She should care, should be embarrassed … horrified even. But all she could think about was the delicious man who didn’t appear fazed by anything or anyone.
“Should we stop?” she asked.
“My house, my rules. It’s bad enough I’ve given my sister free rein of the main floor and grounds for the week. Upstairs is off limits.” He pulled a condom out of his back pocket and began to sheath his ready cock.
Chapter Four
Is this really happening? Men had ignored her in University. She’d always been the shy, awkward one. The outgoing flirts with big boobs and long legs always got the guys. It still dumbfounded her that Robert Black went to so much trouble to get her in his bed. If only he really wanted her, but she wasn’t deluded enough to believe he’d choose a low-class nobody as his forever woman. But she could still dream.