Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 56376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Claire grabbed the doorknob then sent a saucy glance over her shoulder, " Quit staring at my ass, Beck", she purred and winked before walking out.
Henry had a feeling keeping their relationship a secret in the office was going to be fun. He smiled to himself. Yes, very fun indeed.
Claire giggled. She was definitely drunk. Henry had taken her out to dinner for their 3 month anniversary, where she drank just a bit too much wine. Her dad had Ethan for the night because she planned on staying over at Henry's for the night. It was about 9 o'clock when they walked into Henry's kitchen from the garage. Claire had had her hands all over Henry in the car and she could tell he was fighting for control. But she liked when he lost control. It was sexy as hell.
Henry shut the door to the garage then grabbed her and pushed her up against it. Claire let out an excited squeal before giggling again. Henry's hard body was pressed against her, his mouth dropping down to devour hers. Henry's hands slid up the back of her thighs to squeeze her bare ass. She had worn a thong with the dress she had on.
" You like to drive me crazy don't you?", Henry growled, nipping on her bottom lip.
" Uh huh", Claire giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck so she could lift her leg and hook it around his waist.
Henry groaned, " You want me to fuck you against the door?"
" Yes", Claire breathed, finding that the thought had her completely turned on.
Henry kissed her hard, stealing Claire's breath away. She was so caught up in the kiss that she didn't even realize that Henry had undone his pants and pushed them down his thighs. She felt him yank her thong aside, then he lifted her, his hand gripping her right under her ass. When she came down it was right onto him. Claire cried out into him mouth and locked her ankles together. Henry's chest was pressed against hers, holding her against the door.
Henry thrust up into her hard and fast. Claire cried out. Henry's lips brushed hers as he pumped into her, his hot panting breaths mixing with hers. Claire could feel herself getting close. She gasped Henry's name and grabbed handfuls of his hair, pulling his head back. Henry cried out and pumped harder. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass and she knew she was going to be bruised in the morning. Not that she cared.
Claire banged her head back against the door and screamed as she came hard. Her thighs locked tight around Henry's hips as she convulsed around him. Henry cursed and slammed into her a couple more times before thrusting in to the hilt and staying there. A hoarse shout escaped him. Claire could feel him pulsing inside of her. She nipped at his exposed neck. She still had his head pulled back.
" Henry?! Is everything okay in...", came his mother's worried voice before she let out a startled cry.
Claire and Henry both whipped their heads around to stare wide eyed at his mother, Anne, who was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, she must have walked in the front door. She was frozen, staring at them, her eyes wide, her face red and stricken.
" I...I...", She stuttered.
" Jesus Christ mom, turn around!", Henry snapped.
Anne seemed to snap out of her frozen state and whirled around, placing her hands over her face. " I'm sorry, I didn't know, you sounded...never mind", she said, obviously mortified.
Henry put Claire on her feet, trying desperately not to smile. Claire didn't really give a shit cause she was drunk. She smiled wide. Henry pulled Claire's dress down before pulling his own pants back into place. Lucky they were only around his thighs and not dropped down to his ankles. Claire's legs around his waist probably obscured his bare ass from his mother's view. Claire grabbed Henry's face and kissed him slowly.
" That was hot, I'm gonna go to the bathroom", She whispered before headed out of the kitchen.
Henry watched Claire stumble past his mother and down the hall to the bathroom. He shook his head. Damn, he loved her. She was fucking incredible. The past three months have been the best of his life. They worked great together, both in the office and out. He was practically living in her apartment with her and Ethan. But he had plans to change that. He wanted them to move in with him. He wanted to ask Claire to marry him. He just needed to get a ring.
" What are you doing here?", Henry asked evenly.
" Are you decent?", She asked warily.
" Yes"
Anne turned around, unable to meet his eyes. Yeah, he got there. She just walked in on her son having sex against a door. That was definitely awkward.