Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“Would that be such a bad thing?” she whispered against my lips, her tongue coming out to trace my lips lightly.
I grinned wolfishly. “Sure, I can put off my meetings, but don’t you have a grand assembly planned for the official opening of the renovated lab tomorrow? Think of those disappointed children and parents and donors.”
She groaned and sighed as she flopped onto her back. I laughed.
“Duty calls.” She rolled her eyes.
I laughed at her expression. “How about a quickie?”
Her hand slid into my pants and I stifled a soft groan.
“You’re a stubborn little wench. Did you know that?”
“I’ve found that it pays to be stubborn. You usually end up getting what you want.”
With a quick move, she slid down my body. I raised my hips and she slid my pants and boxers half way down my thigh. As her warm mouth covered my cock, I felt fire lick through my veins.
My hands tangled in her hair as she worked my cock. When I felt as though I was going to explode, I pulled her up to me and stripped us both.
I pulled her atop me as I lay back and held her tightly with her pussy hovering over my cock. With one thrust upward, I buried myself into her, loving the feel of her heat and wetness closing tightly around me. She arched her back and ground her pussy down on me as I fucked her hard. I watched desire dance across her face as she rode me. I felt her legs tremble and her pussy grow even hotter as her juices came gushing from her climax.
Taking advantage of her lapse in activity, I rolled her down to her back.
I pulled her legs around my waist as I thrust hard and deep. From the tingles in my groin, I knew I was close to my climax. As the first rush went through my cock, I buried my face in her neck, my eyes closed so tightly I saw sparks. And as I poured my seed into her, a strange thought full of clarity flashed into my mind: was this the moment we created a son or a daughter?
It was hard to leave Savannah’s bed, but my plans for the future now that I had Savannah’s dreams to care for were bigger than ever.
As I drove home, my brain was already clear about the changes I would make to the program that Savannah passed on to Robert. But we would stick to the plan. If my guess was correct, Robert’s time was short and, if the reports I was receiving were true about his accounts, the powers that be would soon be breathing down his neck.
We would wait until he got even more impatient and desperate. Then he would get what he had been after. Then all hell would break loose.
27
SAVANNAH
I checked my watch anxiously as I sat in Max’s car in the restaurant parking lot. I fidgeted with the bracelet on my wrist as I looked around. Max’s hand covered mine and I felt his fingers close over mine.
“Relax, babe.”
“But what if he leaves before I get there?”
“He won’t. We’re watching him. He’s waiting for you.” His phone pinged and he looked down at it and gave a low whistle, before returning his attention to me. “And it looks like he’s upped the ante this time too. Has he ever had anyone else at any of your meetings?”
“No. It’s always been him alone.”
“Well, he’s got company tonight. I guess he is very desperate to expose them like this.”
“Expose what? Expose who?”
“You will see,” Max said mysteriously.
I could not get anything else out of him so I peered through the windshield into the gathering dusk and recalled every phone call from Robert that I had deliberately missed as per Max’s instructions. The voice messages reeked of panic. When I responded it was only to tell him I’d been busy with school, but I’d be seeing Max on Friday night, and I’d let him know when I had something. I then called him around one on Saturday morning and whispered that I’d found a flash drive which I thought contained the program he wanted and managed to copy it. We made arrangements to meet.
And here I was, waiting in the wings like an actress awaiting my cue to enter the stage.
My phone rang, breaking into my thoughts. Robert. I looked at Max.
“What do I tell him?”
“You’re five minutes away.”
I nodded and answered the phone.
“Savannah? Where on earth are you?” Robert’s tone was almost shrill.
“Five minutes away. Got caught up in traffic. Sorry.”
I hung up before he could say anything else.
Max ran his fingers along my cheek, his voice grave. “Are you sure you want to do this, Savannah? As I said before, Robert is a dead man walking with or without this flash drive.”