Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Jamie flinched. “What the fuck?”
“I’m just saying, that’s thoughtful and you don’t strike me as a thoughtful person,” Syd quickly clarified. “Now you wanna be that guy who takes her flowers?”
“No. Honestly? I really fuckin’ don’t,” Jamie said, crossing his arms and appearing irritated. “I wanna be the guy who fucks up a car owned by some worthless motherfucker who did her wrong and gets to see that soft look on her face after I do it.”
Syd sucked in a breath. The hand gripping my waist held tighter.
“Unless you got a list of names of people I can pay a visit to, I’m shit outta luck with that,” he added. “So are you gonna help me out? Or do I need to buy one of every flower and hope for the best.”
Syd slid her other hand over my stomach, body turned so I could feel her tits against my ribs.
“Tori only likes dahlias,” she said. Her voice was softer. “That’s it. Coral ones if you can find them, but if you can’t, she likes every color. And she likes displaying them so make sure you put them in something, not just with the stems wrapped up.”
Jamie nodded, looking hopeful, then started flipping his keys around his finger and heading for the door, calling back, “Thanks, Sunshine. Appreciate it,” before disappearing through it.
Syd tipped her head back to smile up at me.
“I’m kinda rooting for him now. Don’t say anything.”
“Who the hell would I say anything to?” I asked, bringing my other arm around her. “Feel the need to stress again, Wild. I don’t care who Jamie fucks, who Tori fucks, or if they finally end up fucking each other. That’s their business. Only person I care about in terms of fucking is you.”
She got up on her toes and, with excitement racing through her voice, said, “Then you better give me a tour of this place and do it fast, ’cause I’d really like to get to the fucking part.”
I leaned back.
“Here?”
“Yes,” she strained. “It’s the entire reason for this outfit I’m wearing because these shorts make my butt look really nice and I know how much you like staring at my butt. So …” She released her arms from around me, wiggled out of my hold, and grabbed my hand, tugging. “Give me a quick tour and then take me to your office. And every time you go in there, I want you thinking about me and what I looked like with my legs spread wide on your desk.”
Fuck yeah. That was one helluva visual.
Wild pulled me along the counter, and without her seeing, I slid the classifieds underneath a magazine then cut my eyes back to her and lowered them to her ass.
She was spot on with my obsession and my dick was hard before we reached the other side of the room. The tour lasted all of thirty seconds before I started moving my hands over her tits and between her legs and she started grinding back and grasping at me. Then our mouths took over and I somehow managed to keep kissing and touching and building it for her while taking the time needed to lock the front door and flip the sign to Closed.
We made it to the office a second before her limbs started shaking and she was tightening around my fingers and moaning in my mouth.
Then I fucked her while I sucked her tits, shot my cum onto her stomach when she told me to, and watched her rub in it with that heavy look in her eyes like having me all over her was the biggest fucking turn-on, leading to me getting hard seconds after finishing and taking her again, eyes on her ass the whole time she bent over the desk with her arms braced. I pounded her to another orgasm and rooted deep when I couldn’t hold off, filling her pussy as she cried out and clenched around me.
She was right. I’d never look at this desk the same again.
* * *
Bag in hand, I crossed the parking lot of Carolina East Therapeutic Riding, climbed the ramp, kicked the dirt off my feet when I reached the top, then yanked the door open, stepping inside the small office.
I was in a hurry. I needed to get this done so I could get to Tori’s and have dinner with Syd. She was expecting me right after work and I was hoping Mona wasn’t going to keep me long or give me shit about this.
I didn’t have time to argue, and it wouldn’t fucking matter anyway. I was going through with this, and nothing she could say would change that.
Mona was seated at her desk on the phone. She glanced up at the sound of my entrance and greeted me with a quick smile, then whispered something into the line, listening and disconnecting a second later.