Bossy Nights Read online Liv Morris

Categories Genre: Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
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“Lie back,” I command.

She eases herself down onto the desk, golden hair cascading over the shiny mahogany wood. Breasts soft with blush pink nipples. Her legs dangle over the edge, and I part them, bringing the real prize into view.

I push my pants down farther, freeing my dick completely, and line myself up at her entrance. Before I take her, I rub over her already-wet sex, making sure she’s ready.

“Come on, Barclay,” she begs, greedily.

I cradle both her legs in the crook of my arms, spreading her even wider while holding her still. I don’t want her falling off the desk.

With one thrust forward, I enter her.

“Oh, yes,” I hiss.

“Harder, please. Harder.” She always wants more.

“Touch yourself, sweet girl.”

It’s so hot watching her pleasure herself while I move in and out of her tight pussy. We’re both edging closer, our bodies in sync and tightening, and finally, she lets go, mumbling in her special orgasm speak. Her muscles pulse around me, spurring my release.

I fall to the desk on my elbows, a panting, sweaty, satisfied man.

“Thanks for the special delivery, Tessa. What’s the occasion?” I ask, as if she needs one. We’ve never fucked in my office before, not that I haven’t wanted to.

“Look inside the box, please.” She points over at the table.

I right my pants and walk to the box, picking it up and opening it.

“Surprise?” she says in a timid voice.

There’s a small round cake with a pacifier sitting on top, like the one Beatrice used.

“What does this mean?” I ask, my eyes searching her face. “You’re pregnant?”

“Yes. Are you okay with that? I mean, we’ve talked about kids in the future tense, and the wedding is in two weeks.” I calm her worries with the happiest smile I can muster.

“Holy shit, I’m going to be a father.” Overjoyed, I gently spin her around in my arms. “And yours is going to kill me.”

“He’ll get over it, especially if we name a boy after him, or a girl Holly.”

“There are enough Barclay Hammonds in the world anyway.”

I fall to my knees, placing my hands on her hips. Leaning forward, I kiss her flat stomach, knowing our child is growing inside her. Talk about blowing my mind.

I have a sexy as fuck soon-to-be wife with a baby on the way. Plus, it doesn’t hurt that she’s a sex fiend. Hell, I’m one blessed man.

The End!

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