Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
His name spilled from her lips in a cry, and he loved the sound, wanted to hear it more than once.
“We shouldn’t do this here,” she said.
“This is my office. We’re going to do whatever the hell we want. You think I just want you as another notch on my bedpost? Baby, I’ve never been counting. I only want you. No other woman would ever do, and it has been like that since you came to work for me.”
Kneeling down on the floor, he stared up her body, seeing the flash of surprise sparkle in her eyes as he tore her panties from her body. The heavy scent of her sex filled the air and he wanted a taste of her. He couldn’t go another second without tasting her, and so he slid his tongue across her clit, sliding down to fill her pussy.
She gripped the edge of his desk.
Once again, his name echoed around the walls as he teased her pussy. Sliding his tongue down to her cunt, he plundered inside, cupping her hips, holding her in place as he continued to tease her. She was so fucking hot in his hands as he sucked and licked at her pussy.
Lisabeth belonged to him in every single way that counted. There was no way in hell that he’d ever let her go. Her orgasms, her thoughts, her very feelings, they all belonged to him, and he was a possessive bastard. There was no way he shared that shit, not now, not ever.
“Shit, David, I’m going to come.”
“Then come. Just make sure I hear my name as you do.”
He held her in place and licked her pussy until she cried his name. Her cream wet his tongue as she came hard and he relished every second, every single drop as she let go, giving him her orgasm. His cock pressed against the front of his pants, needing inside her, to feel that tight pussy clenching him, sucking him inside.
Only when her orgasm had finished did he press a kiss to her clit. He wasn’t done though. Standing up, he stared at her.
“Stay there,” he said.
She raised a brow. “You think I’m that cruel I wouldn’t let you have your turn?” she asked.
“Did I ask you for permission?” He released his cock and stepped between her thighs. His words caused her to gasp but he’d noticed that she liked it when he used a little force. When he told her rather than asked.
He had no problems ordering her about. In fact, he found it fucking hot to make her do exactly as he wanted. Craved it even.
David wasn’t a selfish lover and would give her everything her heart desired and more. Lisabeth would want for nothing. He knew he’d have to deal with Rachel. He didn’t have a clue how his daughter would react to this but it also didn’t matter to him.
She’d be pissed but in time she’d get over it. She wouldn’t have a choice. There was no way he’d choose between Lisabeth and his daughter.
Stroking the tip of his cock between her slit, he bumped her clit and she gasped out.
“You want my cock, baby?”
“Yes. I want it. Please.”
“I love it when you beg.”
He pressed the head to her entrance and as he stared into her eyes, he slowly began to fill her tight cunt. She opened up to him, moaning as, inch by glorious inch, he took her. She squeezed his shaft, little ripples from her orgasm still affecting her, and he groaned. There was no way this was going to last, not with how fucking perfect she felt wrapped around his cock.
She was heaven, and she was everything to him.
They were the perfect fit and that was the way it was going to be forever.
“You feel so good. Please, I need you.”
“I know, baby.”
Grabbing her hips, he slammed in deep. They both cried out, and he cupped the back of her head, slamming his lips down on hers, kissing her as her pussy fluttered around his length.
Easing out of her, he thrust back inside, taking his time, getting her used to the feel of him inside her pussy.
She was so slick that he slid in and out with ease. Glancing down, he saw her cream coating his dick and he growled, taking her a little harder, needing more.
“You’re not a notch on my bedpost, Lisabeth. You’re the only woman I want in my bed, in my life. I’ll do whatever you want, but this is not going to end now, or ever. The moment you came to me, that you took my cock, you belonged to me.”
She looked up at him, and he could see the love shining in her eyes, clear for him to see. “There’s no one else that I could ever want, David. It’s only been you. Always. Now, fuck me, please.”