Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Hi.” I say, quietly. My mind, however, is focused on the fact that nothing about the guy in the front seat says lawyer. So my question is… right hand to what? I don’t get to finish the thought, because my body begins to tingle, and I jump as his hand begins to slide up my thigh. He looks at me, gauging my reaction. He reaches the split in my skirt and everything in me goes up in flames.
“Easy access. Just how I like it. Were you a good girl? Did you do as I instructed?” he asks but doesn’t bother waiting. When he reaches my pussy and runs his finger up and down the lips, I can't help but to whimper at the sensation, never having been touched there before. I have to admit though, it is more than that. It is about being touched by him. “Yes, sweet girl. You did. Now open your legs,” he commands his finger rubbing inside and outside of what used to belong to me, but right now, it belongs to him. I hesitate. “You don’t want to start our day off like this, my canary. Open your legs. I want to see how hot you are inside of this pussy I now own.”
My legs move on their own, not asking my permission to comply. I mean hell, was I going to say anything other than yes? His finger slides in my pussy and I jerk and gasp, my body pushing toward his one finger as it brings me unbelievable pleasure. “What am I going to find when my hammer comes down on this wet, hot, sticky cave? Huh? Am I going to find you untouched? Or are you going to breath out the name of the person that took something from me, with my hand around your neck?” I try to answer. My mouth wants to respond, but when he sticks a second finger inside of me, I explode, words vacant and forgotten. “Fuck, sweet girl. If two fingers send you into the fog, what the fuck is my ten inch dick going to do?” licking his fingers, he closes his eyes, moaning as he begins to suck them clean. I find myself once again turned on, watching him suck my orgasm from his fingers. He stops suddenly, removes his fingers and brings them to my mouth.
Without being told, I lean into his hand and take my own flavor from his fingers, moaning as I suck them like I imagine I will have to do to his dick, in repayment. Fuck I can’t wait if the throbbing between my legs is any indication. “Ah look at you baby, so dirty, licking yourself clean from my fingers. I wonder if you're going to be as eager when you're sucking your pussy juice from my dick.” my eyes close and I am once again transported from here, my body exploding at words. Shaking, I finally come back to some of the sense I had before he took over me and realize that we are not only in front of his office, but we just did all of that, in the back of the car with his...whatever in the front seat, listening and possibly seeing, everything. OMG! Dario must feel my body tense as he whispers in my ear. “Don’t worry about him, baby. He has seen me do far worse things. Let’s go.” What the hell have I gotten myself into?
3
Dario
I know I shouldn’t have touched her so soon. But fuck, I am only a man and her musky ass virgin pussy was calling me. A fucking priest wouldn’t be able to turn that shit down. As soon as my fingers slid inside of her, I knew. I knew I was going to break her in every way possible. If touching her was a mistake, then tasting her cunt juice on my fingers, was fucking masochistic. My tongue is still tingling from the spice. Hell, my dick is still fighting my zipper from seeing and feeling her lick it from my fingers. Standing on this elevator, my fingers still sticky, her scent wafting, effervescent due to being on her thighs, I am not only seconds from taking her right here on the floor, but I am pissed that every man on this motherfucker is getting a whiff of her. If it weren't for the big ass mark I put on her this morning, I would beat the fuck out of all of them and fuck her in their blood. The moment the elevator dings and lets us all off, I let out the breath I have been holding.
Grabbing her hand, I bypass all of the people trying to stop me with questions, and papers that need to be signed. My feet won’t allow me to halt for even a second. I have to get her into my office. Now! I know I should stop dragging her down the hall, but I can't. The car did nothing but prove what I already know. This girl is in my veins. Has been from the moment she walked into my office. She was meant to be my toy, my breath, my movement, my approval seeker. The only person I cannot ignore when I walk into the office is Doris.