Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 63306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Her body slides closer yet.
“Thank you for telling me, Juliet.”
She looks at my face. “Thank you for understanding.”
I drop my lips to hers for a kiss. The intention is for it to be soft and comforting, but her hand falls to my chin to tilt my head.
Deepening the kiss, she moans. “I love kissing you, Kavan Bane.”
Groaning, I bite her bottom lip. “I fucking love kissing you.”
She moves to rid herself of my shirt so I do the same with my sweatpants, kicking them off in haste.
Her gaze trails over my body. “You sure know how to use all you have.”
I huff out a laugh. “That’s a compliment.”
Her finger wags in the air toward the cabinet across the room. “We need a condom.”
I drop a hand to her pussy to run a finger over her seam. “You’re right, we do.”
I slide to my feet and sprint across the room.
“Why don’t you have the condoms in your bedside table?”
I stop just as my fingers find the drawer pull. I take a deep breath, turn and smile. “I’ve never fucked a woman here before, Juliet. I’m still trying to figure all of this out.”
That lures her up to her knees.
Goddammit, she’s beautiful.
Her nipples are perked on her full breasts. Her hair is tangled around her face and her eyes are shining brightly as she smiles at me.
How the hell did I get this lucky?
“You have never fucked a woman in this bed?” She bounces slightly.
It’s almost too much for me to handle. “Stop moving, Juliet, or I’m going to blow my load right here.”
She scurries to the edge of the bed, drops to her feet and rushes toward me.
I stare because everything about this moment in time will be etched in my memory until I die.
When she drops to her knees at my feet, I let out a noise that was born from my desperate need for her.
“We can’t waste that, can we?” She grips the base of my cock in her hands. “I have another secret to tell you.”
I manage a stuttered chuckle as she licks the crown with the tip of her tongue. “Tell me now.”
Tilting her head, she gives me a clear view of her tongue on my cock, before she pulls back slightly. “The scarf may be my new favorite thing, but you are my all-time favorite person.”
I don’t get to reciprocate that because any words I may have spoken are lost when she takes me in her mouth.
“Can you write a note to Mr. Marks to excuse me from our meeting tomorrow because I can’t move?”
I look over to where Juliet is on the bed. She fell there after riding my cock again. That happened after I fucked her against the wall with her legs wrapped around me and my fingers sliding over her perfect ass.
“You’re meeting with Thurston tomorrow?”
One of her eyelids cracks open. “Is there a parrot in here?”
That sends me into a deep-seated laugh unlike anything I’ve experienced in years, maybe ever.
She moves to sit. “I don’t think I can walk. Can you get Alcott to piggyback me to Mr. Marks’s office?”
With my laughter fading, I shoot her a look. “Piggyback? What is that?”
“Oh my god, you cookie-cutter billionaire.” She jumps to her feet on the mattress. “You’re not serious, are you? You know what a piggyback ride is.”
“If it involves fucking, I’m going to fire Alcott because I can piggyback you, Juliet. I’m the best you’ll ever have.”
“You’re so arrogant.” She laughs. “Turn around.”
“I’ve seen all of that before.” I gaze at her nude body. “I’ll be seeing it again.”
Her hands drop to her hips. “Turn around, Kavan.”
I do as asked.
I feel her hands land on my shoulders. “Step forward a little bit.”
I do that too.
When her legs wrap around me from behind, I move to kiss one of her palms before I place it back on my shoulder. “This is a piggyback ride?”
“It is when you move,” she whispers in my ear. “Take me to the kitchen, please. I’m craving a snack.”
I start to move forward as she slides her arms ahead, pressing her chest flat against my back. “Let me guess. Peanut butter and jelly.”
“Hell, no.” She laughs. “I want some of that honey ice cream I saw in the freezer. I could eat that everyday.”
Laughing, I take off in the direction of the kitchen wondering how this became my life and hoping that it never goes back to what it used to be.
Chapter Forty-Three
Juliet
Brad: I have something you need to see! Meet me at the usual place.
I gaze at the text message that just popped onto the screen of my phone. I’ve been at Marks Creative for the past two hours waiting for Mr. Marks to see me.
I have my laptop so I can show him the article that focuses on the future of Bane Enterprises.