Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
She began to melt against him and he caressed down her body, sliding between her thighs to touch her pussy. She was still wet. He’d cleaned her up last night but he’d fucked her so many times, and there was a lot of cum.
He loved it when fucking was dirty. “Tell me, Sally, have you ever had a guy fuck you in the ass?” He’d also realized during the night that she loved it when he talked dirty to her. She tried to deny it, but her body responded to his talk, and he fucking loved it.
“No.”
“Would you like to?” He gripped her ass, moving between her cheeks to touch her.
She moaned and tensed at the same time.
“I see I’m going to have to get you used to my touch.”
He pressed her down on the bed so that she was on her knees and ready to take him. He and his dick were more than ready. Holding his length, he started to sink inside her, feeling her tighten around his length.
Closing his eyes, he felt everything before he allowed himself to look.
Her asshole was calling to him, but he didn’t touch her. Grabbing her hips, he started to rock inside her, going deeper, finding the spot that made her lose control so he could have all the fun in the world with her.
The moment he did, he knew it wouldn’t be long before she came. He rocked inside her, fucking her harder until she screamed his name. The sounds echoing off the wall were nothing but sweet music to his ears.
Perfection.
Just like this woman.
Chapter Five
“You could have taken the day, honey. I wouldn’t have minded,” Becks said.
“I’m fine. How have the customers been?”
“Fine. Obviously, they were disappointed by your famous pastries not being on offer, but I got it covered.”
“This isn’t good.”
“You look thoroughly fucked though, and happy. I consider that a good thing.”
“This isn’t funny, Becks.”
“Babe, I’m not laughing. I’m being serious. You do know that if you don’t take a break, one day you’re going to burn out and even die from overworking.”
Tying her apron on, Sally frowned as she turned toward her friend. “Why are you suddenly concerned with my work ethic?”
“Work ethic? All you do is work. You don’t date or have fun.”
“And it’s never bothered you before.”
“I guess I haven’t had it so thrust in my face before now. Believe me, it’s bad for you, and one day, you’re going to kill yourself. You don’t live to work, babe. Work is that pain in the ass thing you do in order to live. You’ve been getting it the wrong way around.”
Hands on her hips, she looked at her friend. “This is about Hank, isn’t it?”
“The dude had some health scares, and he took a step back. This job, to him, is fun. You’re stressing yourself all the time. It can’t be good for you.”
“I’m fine.”
“Then tell me why you’re not in bed with that hunk and you’re here? I called. I know where you were last night and I was so fucking happy because it meant you were taking this seriously. You need to lighten up.”
“You want me to lighten up and take it seriously?” she asked.
“Yes.” Becks frowned. “No, wait, that sounds a little weird.”
“I don’t know what this thing is with me and Hank, but it’s not going to last. It’s fun. I love my work.”
“Even if you love it, you’ve got to learn to take a break from it.” Becks held her hands up. “That’s all I’m going to say.”
“I’m going to get stuff prepared for tomorrow. I’m really sorry about today.”
“I’m not. I was really happy for you, until you turned up, that is. Now I’m pissed.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” Becks left her alone.
After running a hand down her face, she quickly checked her hair before going to wash and sanitize her hands. Next, she put on some gloves, and rather than think about that very morning, waking up with Hank, she got to work.
Work was easy. She could focus on this.
It wasn’t difficult. Mixing flour, butter, and other ingredients together to make magic.
She didn’t know how much time had passed until Becks cleared her throat. “These magically turned up for you.”
Sally looked up to see a bouquet of flowers. Removing her gloves, she stepped up to the flowers, taking the card.
“Read it,” Becks said.
“For an amazing night and more to come. I’m thinking of you today, beautiful.” It wasn’t signed but she had no doubt where it had come from.
“You’re in flower territory.”
“I’m not going to think about it.”
“You’re not going to think about it.”
“It doesn’t mean anything. We’re enemies.”
“Enemies who have sex.”
“Yes. It happens all the time.”
“Well, if that’s the case, I’m going to put these in the window so everyone can see them. I’ll let you keep the card.”