Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23393 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23393 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
My erection is digging into her. She’s rolling her hips and grinding against it. I’m going to fucking die…
“Professional is overrated,” I say as I slide my hand between her legs. The skin on her inner thighs is so soft. She moans as I drag my hand up, bunching her skirt, until I finally arrive at her hot wet sex. I cup her pussy with my hand and she deepens the kiss.
“So fucking overrated,” she moans as I massage her little cunt. I find her hard clit and start rubbing it with my finger. Her head rolls back onto the wall as she moans deeply. She’s looking at me with her eyelids falling closed.
“Is your pussy always this wet?” I growl as I feel the wetness seeping through the thin material.
“When you’re around it is,” she moans.
I lean over her and kiss her neck as I peel her panties to the side and run my fingers along her silky wet slit. My mouth waters for a taste of this sweet little cunt, but we’re in the middle of the hallway, so that will have to wait until later.
She shivers as I slide a finger inside her tight hole. Her pussy is squeezing my finger so hard that I suck in a breath as the realization hits.
“Are you… a virgin?”
Her eyes dart open and she looks at me with an embarrassed look. Those gorgeous cheeks are turning red, which just makes me want her even more.
“I… A… Yes.”
My lips curl up into a grin as she watches me, gauging my reaction.
“That’s my good girl,” I whisper. “Your man is here. The wait is over.”
I slide my finger in deeper and she grabs fistfuls of my jacket with a moan. She buries her face into my chest and shivers as I start sliding it in and out, imagining how amazing this little virgin cunt is going to feel wrapped around my hard cock.
I press the heel of my palm against her clit and rock her back and forth, fingering her in the hallway until her legs start trembling.
She pulls me into her and fights back a scream as she cums all over my hand. Warm cream oozes onto my palm as I stroke her softly, my raging cock straining against the inside of my pants. It’s trying to tear its way out to get to this juicy little cunt.
“Oh, fuck,” she moans as she drops her back against the wall and looks at me with half-closed eyes. “That was… incredible.”
I don’t want to move my hand, but I do when she grabs my wrist and gently pulls it away. I keep my eyes locked on hers as I bring my dripping wet finger to my mouth and suck it clean.
Her body shivers again as she pulls down her skirt and takes a deep breath. She stands up on her shaky legs and tries to compose herself. She takes another deep breath and then smooths her hair back.
I’ve rocked her. I can tell.
The way she’s looking at me now. The way that sexy little body keeps leaning toward me.
She wants more…
And as soon as we get back to the office, I’m going to give her more.
I’m going to give her everything.
Chapter Eight
Brandon
“This package came for you,” the receptionist says to Kyra when we return to the corporate office. She hands over a box and I sneak a peek at the label—Abigail’s Lingerie.
My breath quickens as I watch her grab it with her adorable cheeks blushing.
“That’s for… a… work purposes. Obviously.” She gives the confused receptionist a curt nod and then looks up at me shyly.
I have to see her in that lingerie.
As soon as fucking possible.
“Excuse me!” I call out to the entire office. “Can I have everyone’s attention?”
Heads pop up from behind all of the cubicle walls and people step out of their offices as I call out to everyone again.
“What are you doing?” Kyra whispers beside me.
“The Hammerhead Group has a tradition,” I tell them in a loud booming voice. “Whenever we acquire a new company, we give all the new employees the afternoon off.”
Smiles break out on faces and an excited chatter fills the large open room.
“It’s a little welcome gift and a means to show our appreciation,” I say as Kyra watches me curiously. “So, as of now, you are all dismissed. Enjoy the rest of your afternoon doing whatever you like. The only rule is, you can’t stay here.”
The simmering excitement boils over as people get up, talk, make plans with each other, and race to the door.
“So, I can go?” Kyra asks, looking at me with a challenging look.
“Not you, Miss Black,” I tell her as people hurry by us, thanking me as they go. “I have plans for you.”
The place empties pretty fast. We stay at the door, smiling and wishing everyone a good afternoon as they leave. Pretty soon, the floor is empty.