Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I hissed, shaking my head.
“Something wrong?” she asked, looking over, then moving toward me. Like I needed her closer. She was distracting enough half a room away.
“No,” I said, focusing back on what I was doing.
But she still came closer.
Right behind my chair, her hands grabbing the back of it.
Then, as I got in and started to scan through footage, she leaned forward, trying to see what I was looking at.
Her fucking hair brushed my shoulder.
As she leaned closer, her breast brushed against me dragging a rumbling sound out of my chest.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, leaning further, thinking I saw something.
I hit the space bar to pause the video, then swiveled the chair around too quickly for her to react.
Then I was reaching out, my hands grabbing her hips, pulling her until she had no choice but to move.
A step closer.
Another.
Then up, her knees going on either side of my body as I said a silent Thank you to the me of the past who bought a fucking enormous gaming chair to use at my desk. I figured at the time that I would need it because of long hours at the desk.
But it turned out it worked to have a gorgeous woman straddle me and not collapse.
My hands slid down, sinking into her ass, then dragging her closer and down on my lap.
My cock had already been at half-mast.
But at her little whimper as her pussy settled on me had me rock fucking hard in a second.
Spurred on by the way she wiggled down against my cock, I bunched up her shirt in my hands and drew it up and off of her, tossing it to the side.
She had no shyness at being bared, even leaned back slightly to let me get a better view.
And, fuck, what a view.
Perfect handfuls with her pointed nipples just begging to be brushed and rolled. So that was exactly what I did.
Little whimpers escaped her as she rubbed against me.
I leaned back, enjoying the view as her lips parted and her head fell back as she ground down harder, as she writhed harder.
Her moans grew louder and louder as she got close.
My arm shot out, slamming down on the desk to keep us from toppling over as she came, crying out loudly, and collapsing against me, her head in my neck.
She stayed there, trying to catch her breath, as I wondered where I was going to pick her up, carry her to, and fuck her into oblivion.
But then she shot up so fast that her head whacked the underside of my chin, making pain ratchet through my skull.
“Fuck,” I hissed.
“Ow ow ow,” she whimpered. “Pause this. Rewind it,” she said, reaching toward my desk.
My head whipped over, seeing a woman with lavender hair.
My arm whipped out, hitting the space bar to freeze the screen.
I must have unpaused it when I’d been trying to keep us from falling off the chair.
“Can you see the plate?” she asked, gaze pinned to the screen.
“Partial,” I said, jotting it down. “If the plates are real, it will be enough to track it down.”
“Through the DMV?” she asked.
“Yep.”
“Is that hard?”
“Nope.”
“Will it take a long time?”
“No.”
“Okay,” she said, and I missed the heat in her voice until she was suddenly shifting backward, carefully sliding her legs off of the chair, then angling her head up to look at me as she lowered down in front of the chair.
Heat was in her eyes as her hands slid up my thighs, then moved across my lap to reach inside my pants to free my aching cock.
Her hand closed tightly around my cock and stroked it to the hilt.
Her gaze held mine as she lowered down, then slipped away as she ducked her head to trace her tongue over the head of my cock.
She teased restlessly, making my hips rock, my cock dying to feel her lips close around me.
Then, like she’d been sensing my desperation, her lips took me in and sucked me deep.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hand slamming down on the back of her neck, holding on as she started to work me before gathering her hair, and moving it out of the way, so I could watch as she worked me.
And, holy fuck, was she good.
Enthusiastic, even enjoying herself, letting out little Mmms that vibrated through my cock and through the rest of my body.
“I’m gonna come,” I warned, my hand crushing the back of her neck as the need for release overcame me.
At that, she just sucked me deeper, letting me come down her throat with an intensity that whited out my vision for a moment, and left me feeling fucking shaky.
When she released me, I reached for her, pulling her up on me again, but this time across my chest as I scooted closer to the desk, reaching out with one arm to start typing.