Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Harker cups my upper thigh in his hand. His fingers slide under the bottom of my shorts and brush against my ass.
“And what’s the serious business you’re going to do?” I half expect him to tell me he’s about to kill someone. Seems like the right kind of environment to do it.
“Laundry.” His hand continues snaking up my shorts, and I adjust on the table to let it ride up my ass. “All that money your old man and uncle like to blow has to come from somewhere.”
Money laundering. That’s the big bad thing he’s going to do tonight? A laugh almost escapes my lips, but I manage to fight it back with a light moan as his hand tickles its way against my bare skin. He starts by stroking before he takes a firm grasp on my ass cheek.
Desperate noises rumble out of his chest with every action.
Oh fuck. It’s about to happen, isn’t it? I was so lost in my intrigue of what was happening tonight that it didn’t even dawn on me. After my show in the bathroom, it’s no surprise that he’s going to want to take things further now.
Well, I might as well play along. There isn’t anyone else in the world I’d rather give my innocence to. Just him.
I throw my arms around Harker’s shoulders and crawl onto his lap. My knees straddle his waist, and his thick, throbbing manhood pokes against my pussy. Harker, in turn, squeezes my ass and pulls me tighter against his body. His eyes move from my body, lingering on the sparse cleavage sticking out of my top, and finally meet mine.
“Now, isn’t this the best way to start your morning?” he mutters before locking our lips together.
Our first kiss rocks my fucking world.
6
HARKER
Iwon’t lie to her, even though I should. She may be the daughter of my associate, but I can tell by the look of confusion on her face, that Zander Carlisle hasn’t told her a single thing about how we operate.
Perhaps it’s for the best.
She’s young, naïve, and doesn’t understand the normal world. Stepping into ours is an entirely different ball game, and it should be approached with a certain level of caution. Hell, maybe it’s the only good thing he’s done as a father. Saved her soul and sanity from the hardships of our criminal empire. My criminal empire.
I won’t play the same game. We’re both adults. I may be more seasoned, but I don’t have any special rights over her youth. If she wants answers, she’ll get them.
But now isn’t the time to ride on my high horse. Not while my tongue is fucking her mouth and she straddles my hips in pants so thin my dick could tear right through them and destroy her tight, virgin cunt.
“It’s certainly one way to start the morning.” Her hot breath tickles my lips.
We both know what’s going to happen, and no one’s going to stop me from taking what’s mine.
Penelope rotates her hips against my girth. She utters soft, sweet moans of absolute delight.
“You’re already dripping and I haven’t even touched you yet,” I say, tightening my grip on her ass and adjusting my lower half until my cock rides between her folds.
“It still feels so good.” She bucks her hips rhythmically against me.
“Trust me, my queen, we haven’t even started.” I glide one hand around her body, touching any exposed skin my fingers can on their way. The sensation tickles her, and she giggles between the intensifying groans.
I move my hand between our bodies, replacing the tip of my cock with a finger pressed against her clit. She digs her fingernails into my neck and forces her hips against my hand. A deep, low, hum rolls out from the back of her throat.
“This is the first time anyone’s ever touched you?” I press my finger tighter against the fabric of her shorts. One touch is enough to soak it through the material.
“Y-yes.”
I had to hear it again. I’m the fucker who’s going to take her virginity. Sully her womb with my seed. It isn’t enough to know it. My twisted mind thrives on it, and my throbbing erection tingles excitedly.
Her confirmation is so much more than just words. It’s the promise of being whisked away to the promised land with her on my lap.
I mimic the action I saw her make last night. Slow, gentle circles to start. Each rotation inspires another mewling howl as Penelope’s eyes roll to the back of her head and her head snaps up to the ceiling. My speed increases with her quickening breath. Her body rattles and shakes, and her breasts bounce wildly inside her shirt.
Fuck. Hold it together, Harker. Don’t embarrass yourself by blowing your load inside your pants. Last night’s grim display was already enough.
“Whatever you’re doing…” She stops between words to catch a short breath. “Don’t stop. Never stop.”