Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
“I did. We were working out together.”
Duke shakes his head and turns his head away from me, doing his best not to laugh.
“Did you do the kickboxing video I like?”
“Yeah, baby. We tried that one out.”
“Is Duke still there?”
“He’s sitting next to me.”
“Can I talk to him?”
I hand Duke the phone. “She wants to talk to you.”
He takes it from my hand with a curious look. “Hey, kiddo. How come you’re up this late?”
I can’t hear what Max says on the other line.
“Uh-huh,” Duke says. “I can pick you up on Tuesday. Okay. Yeah, talk to your mom, okay? Alright. Night, Max.” He holds out the phone for me to take.
“Mommy, Duke’s picking me up from school on Tuesday so we can go to hockey practice.”
“Okay. I’ll be there, too. Get some sleep. It’s late.”
“Night-night, Mommy.”
“Night, baby. Sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
She giggles and then hangs up.
I drop the phone onto the table next to the couch and sigh. “I hate lying to Max.”
“It was a necessary lie,” he says as he sits next to me, dipping the cushion as he hooks his arm around my back. “You couldn’t tell her what we were doing.”
“I think we should call it a night. That was kind of a mood killer.”
He raises an eyebrow. “Ya think? Now, I know the cure for an erection.”
Chapter Eighteen
DUKE
Our session starts with me pinning Lila against her office door. I hold her arms above her head and kiss her, loving the way she squirms beneath me. She’s driving me crazy. I’ve never thought about a woman as much I do her. When we’re apart, she’s on my mind. And when we’re together, I can’t keep my hands off her.
“Duke,” Lila says between kisses. “My assistant is on the other side of this door.”
I smile against her lips. “So, let her listen.”
Not amused, she pushes her hands against my chest. A severe expression crosses her face when our eyes meet. “We can’t. Not in my office.”
Her chest is pressed against mine, her top low enough for me to see her black lacy bra. She dresses less like a nun on the days I come into her office. Most of the time, my girl is all business. Today, she looks like a hot teacher. Her blonde hair is piled on top of her head, with a few loose curls spilling down her back. A touch of pink makeup dusts her eyelids and freckled cheeks. Her skirt stops below her knees, but now that I know what’s underneath, my mind wanders to dirty places.
I lift Lila, and she doesn’t argue when I set her on top of the desk, pushing papers out of the way. Our lips meet once more, and our tongues tangle together. With Lila, I feel like I’m becoming a different person. Like I want to be a different person for her. She hooks her arms around my neck and pulls me closer. Holding the back of her head, I lower her to the desk and kiss her softly. I trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck until I reach her breasts.
“Okay, this is too much,” she groans. “We have to stop.”
“When does Max sleep at Ted’s house?”
She sits up and fixes her top. “Not until this weekend.”
I rest my forehead against hers, attempting to regain my breath. “I told Max we could watch Aquaman together.”
“Come over tonight,” she offers. “I’ll make us dinner. I hope you like mac and cheese because that’s what Max requested when I dropped her off at school.”
“Are you kidding? Who doesn’t love mac and cheese? That was my go-to dinner when I had to cook for Kat and the twins.”
She chuckles. “I bet. Max will eat it every night if I let her. She also asked for sundaes, so I have to stop at the market on my way home.”
“With chocolate syrup?” I ask her, dragging my finger down between her cleavage. She nods, and I continue my slow exploration, “And whipped cream?”
Lila smiles so wide it reaches up to her eyes. “I think I know where your dirty mind is going with this.”
“You have no idea how dirty my mind can get,” I say against her lips.
Her eyes close for a second, and a soft moan escapes her lips. “And you’re going to show me?”
“This weekend,” I promise.
She stares into my eyes and blows out a deep breath. “We should finish our session before the timer goes off.” I slide my hand up her thigh, and she makes a hissing sound. “Duke, I’m serious. I have to document something, anything.”
“You can write about how much you want me to bend you over your desk,” I say, taking her bottom lip into my mouth. “And how hard I’ll make you come.”
Lila gasps. I pull down her bottom lip with my finger, and she licks it. My willpower is disappearing by the second. She makes it impossible to keep my hands off her.