Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
And this time, I just nodded.
Maybe I should elaborate about the letter. It wasn’t just me being all mushy about him, or even saying how I wanted him. It was…well, more specific than that.
…Very, very specific. I’d poured out the darkest parts of my fantasies about him in that letter — every single filthy thing I wanted him to do to me, down to how I wanted him to talk to me, and tell me what to do. And he’d read it.
So when the man I’d been lusting over for months looked me right in the eye over his big wooden desk, crooked his fingers and told me to “come here” with that growly, rough, dominant voice of his?
Well, let’s just say, if I’d been wearing any panties, they’d be soaked. And it was about to be a real problem seeing as I wasn’t.
Gingerly, my skin tingling and my tongue nervously wetting my lips, I stepped right up to his desk.
“Here,” he growled, beckoning me around to the side he was sitting on. He pushed away from the desk a little more, and I all but gasped out loud as I brushed past him to stand facing him, with my ass against the edge of his desk.
“Where did you find that?” I whispered, eyeing the letter in his hand. “That’s not—”
“For me?” He smirked. “I think you’re lying.”
“Am not.”
“That why you came here, princess? To what, trap me here in my office? To seduce me?”
My face burned fiercely, and as I felt the hot sting of shameful tears brimming at my eyes, I started to look down. But suddenly, with a gasp, I felt his hand touch my chin — his soft, powerful, strong fingers bruising my jaw as he tilted my head up.
“Well you’ve got me here, princess,” he purred quietly. “So spring the trap.”
I panted quietly, my heart hammering in my chest as this beautiful man looked right into my eyes with the promise of fulfilling every single dirty fantasy I had hanging right there like a tease.
“I— I don’t…”
I bit my lip, my skin shivering as his eyes burned into mine.
“I don’t know how…” I whispered, trembling slightly under his fierce gaze.
“Yes you do,” he growled. “You wanna know how to seduce me, Everly? You want to know how to spring the trap?”
He rose, and I gasped as he moved right into me. His muscled hips pushed my legs apart as he moved right against me, pinning me to his desk. And when his hand slid from my jaw up into my hair and pulled it tight, I whimpered as I looked up into his fierce green eyes.
“You know how to seduce me, princess,” he growled. “You just don’t know you know.”
“Channing—”
“The thing is, Everly,” he whispered heatedly, leaning in so his lips were millimeters from mine and making my whole body explode with anticipation as the hormones roared through me.
“You seduce me every fucking day. You spring your damn trap on me every time I see you — every time I hear your voice, and every time I smell your shampoo after you’ve left a room.” He groaned as he moved right against me, my whole body trembling as I felt his big, muscled one pin me to the desk.
“You’ve been seducing me for six fucking months, and now?” His body rumbled against mine, and when I felt the rock hard bulge between his legs press into my belly, I trembled.
“And now, I’m done being seduced. Now, I’m going to take what you keep fucking teasing me with.”
His lips crashed into mine, and my whole world tilted on its axis. Channing growled as his lips claimed mine, his hand sliding up my sides to grab me fiercely by the hips and yank me against his body. At first, I didn’t even know what to do — I was just stunned by what was happening. But slowly as the reality of it all sank deliciously into my skin, I felt myself melt into him. And suddenly, I was kissing him back.
Channing. I was kissing Channing like I’d wanted to kiss him since the second I met him. Shivers ran down my spine, and the heat bloomed hot between my thighs as his strong hands held me firmly and his soft, perfect lips claimed mine. He kissed me for what felt like an eternity, before slowly, breathlessly, we came apart.
“Sit,” he growled, pushing me back onto his desk as he stepped back. I scooted back onto his big wooden desk, my skirt riding high on my creamy thighs. I watched him swallow hard as his eyes twitched to the skin there as he groaned hungrily. He moved back, his eyes locked on me as he sank into his chair, watching me.
This was it. This was my move, and this is what I'd been craving; what I'd been dreaming of, since seeing him there in my room. My mind was made up the minute I saw his naked cock with my panties wrapped around it, and it was culminating now.