Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
It was, unfortunately, the truth. I wished that Harper hadn’t been so professional and almost cold, but it was clear that on my end, at least, she valued her job and wanted to keep it.
Nell laughed drily. “Well, it just seems that there’s quite a bit of tension between the two of you. She told me that you used to work together, years ago.”
What else did she tell you, I immediately thought.
I couldn’t let Nell know that, though. I had to be cool, calm, aloof.
“Yes. She was a wonderful assistant,” I said finally.
Nell frowned. “You wouldn’t be trying to steal her back, would you?”
I stared at her, unable to believe that she’d actually asked me that. Then, I chuckled.
“If she’d go with me, I’d steal her back in a heartbeat,” I admitted.
Nell didn’t look pleased, but then someone else was at her side, asking a question, and our conversation was clearly over.
People filtered out of my condo, one by one, until I was left alone with Harper and Portia. Harper was stuffing her things into a large bag and muttering under her breath and I had to hope, dared to hope, that she’d purposely hung behind.
“Mr. Ulrich? Is there anything else I can get you?” Portia asked.
“No. That’s all for today,” I said. Portia didn’t budge, and inwardly I cursed her. “Thanks for all of your help,” I added, hoping that she’d get the message. Her eyes met mine, then her gaze traveled over the room and landed on Harper, who was still packing up.
“I’m all set,” I said, silently urging Portia to leave. Finally, she seemed to take the hint and took slow, backwards steps towards my front door before leaving.
Inwardly, I cheered. Harper glanced up and just like that, the two of us were alone once again.
Alone in my apartment.
With my giant, king-sized bed and brand-new silk sheets.
“Stay for a drink,” I said to Harper. “We’ve had a long day – don’t you feel like relaxing?”
Harper’s green eyes widened and she bit her plump lower lip. I could tell that she was breathing hard and it took every ounce of willpower not to pull her into my arms and kiss her passionately.
You wanted me once, I thought. Why can’t you want me again?
“Come on,” I said, lowering my voice until it was one step above a growl.
Harper opened her mouth to speak, then clamped her lips together.
“I’ve got some good whiskey,” I told her. “Just one drink.”
Harper didn’t answer me. I stepped closer and put my hand on her wrist. Her skin was warm and smooth and silky-soft against my fingers and the faintest touch was enough to make my cock stir in my pants.
I slid my fingers lower, until they tangled with Harper’s. Squeezing her hand, I led her across the room to where I had my bar cart. I gently tugged my hand free and poured two snifters of whiskey as Harper perched on a stool. Handing her one of the snifters, I clinked my glass against hers.
“What was that for?” Harper asked softly.
“We’re okay, right?” I asked. “The past is just that, right?”
Harper took a sip of whiskey. A parade of complicated expressions crossed her face and she made to stand, but I shook my head.
No, I wasn’t going to let her leave, not like this.
We were so close that I could see the dark pupils of her eyes growing wider by the second, and just like that I knew.
She wanted me – just as much as I wanted her.
And now that my condo was empty, we were free to do whatever we wanted.
I threw back my whiskey and set the glass down on the bar. Harper’s eyes were locked on me as I moved closer and took her snifter from her hands. I set the glass down, next to mine, and then pulled Harper into my arms and kissed her.
She sighed softly into my mouth, moaning as my tongue began to massage hers. Harper flowed into my arms, melting against my frame and pressing her tits against my chest. Instantly, I was rock hard and I could have taken her right there and then, but I wanted to enjoy her, take my time with her.
I wanted to make her know that she was all mine.
Without breaking the kiss, I scooped Harper up and she wrapped her lithe legs around my waist. Her skirt rode up, exposing inch after tantalizing inch of her smooth, tanned legs. I groaned with desire as I carried her down the hall and into my bedroom. It was dark inside and I set Harper down on the bed and climbed on top of her, pressing her body into the mattress with my frame.
“Oh my god,” Harper moaned softly. She arched her back, exposing her neck and spread her legs even wider. Her skirt rode up higher and higher but I wasn’t going to give her a quick fuck like I had years before. I was determined to have her, all of her, and I reached under her trim body and slid the zipper of her skirt down, then tugged it down her legs. In a blouse and silky panties, Harper looked more desirable than I could have possibly imagined. She locked eyes with me, panting with her chest heaving, and her fingers flew to the buttons of her shirt. Powerful lust was crashing through my body and I couldn’t wait so I ripped the material of her blouse, yanked it off her frame. Harper gasped and whimpered softly with anticipation as I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her tits. Her lacy bra scratched my face and I groaned impatiently as I yanked it free of her body. Her creamy tits spilled out and I pinched and played with her stiff nipples, rolling them between my fingers until Harper’s whole body was shaking with pleasure.