Hostile Takeover Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23393 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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I push the door open and peek inside in case she has her headphones on and can’t hear me. Nope…

“What are you doing here?” I ask in shock when I see Brandon sitting behind her desk.

“Angie had to fly to Germany to fix some supply chain issues,” he says with those intense brown eyes fixated on me. “I’m taking over the meeting.”

I get tingles all over, knowing what that means…

“Come in,” he commands in a dominant tone. My body responds immediately. I step into the office and close the door.

“I thought you were at the Hammerhead office today, Brandon,” I say.

“Call me Mr. Raven,” he demands with a deep sexy rumble in his voice. “Or, I may have to punish you, Miss Black.”

Heat tingles between my legs as I turn the lock on the door and close the blinds. “I’m so sorry about that, Mr. Raven,” I say in a flirty tone. “I wouldn’t want the big bad boss to be angry with me.”

He grins as I strut over and sit on the corner of his desk, letting my skirt ride up my thigh. I bat my lashes at him.

This man is so fucking sexy in his fitted light gray suit, white shirt, and black tie. He kills me every time. I can’t get over him.

“You have to learn the proper way to talk to your boss,” he says as those heated eyes slowly roam up my body. My nipples harden as his gaze lingers on my chest. “I’ll teach you exactly how I want you to use that mouth.”

I lick my lips as I slip off the desk. I arch my back, sticking my ass in the air, and drag my palms down his rough suit as I stare him in the eyes.

“Teach me,” I moan as I drop to my knees in front of him. “How can I make the boss happy with my slutty little mouth?”

My knees hit the hardwood floor as my hands slide over his shredded stomach and onto his lap. He’s already so hard. His big cock is throbbing under these pants.

“Should I… pull it out?”

He sucks in a breath as he watches me running my palm up and down his length.

“Yes,” he groans in a deep throaty voice. “Pull that big cock out and show me how you please your boss.”

My mouth is already watering as I slide the belt out of his buckle, pull his huge firm cock out, and admire it for a few seconds before sucking on it like my promotion is on the line.

This sexy man slides his big powerful hands into my hair as I suck him off until he’s hissing out breaths and cumming deep into my eager little mouth.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.

I have the best job on the planet.

Epilogue

Brandon

Ten Years Later…

I can’t believe it’s already been ten years with my angel. Kyra and I are celebrating our ten-year anniversary today. It’s really been eleven years since we’ve been together, but it’s been ten years married. I’ve never understood why people only count those years, as if our first year dating wasn’t as amazing as the married years have been. It’s all been incredible with this perfect woman.

We’ve had three children together—a girl and twin boys.

Kyra is an even better mother than she is a CEO, and that’s saying a lot. She’s grown the beauty-related side of The Hammerhead Group into the most profitable division of the portfolio with her unique vision for the industry. Women all over the world have responded to her ingenious marketing and unique products, and a firehose of cash has erupted into our company bank accounts. We’re as profitable as ever thanks to her.

I’m so proud of her. She’s the most amazing person I know.

Even if she is running a little late for our date…

The kids are with their great aunt Linda and her hunky new husband Finlay for the night, so we have the whole night to ourselves.

I made reservations at the five-star French restaurant down the street, I’m in a sexy new suit, and I have a wrapped-up diamond necklace to give her. All I’m missing is her.

I pull out my phone to send her a text. She’s supposed to meet me in the office at seven. It’s seven fifteen and I’m the only one here. All of the lights are off in the building, except for the lamp on my desk.

Where are you?

Outside your office, Mr. Raven. Are you going to punish me for being late?

A grin hits my lips when I see my beautiful wife step into the dark doorway of my office in a trench coat.

“Are you ready for our meeting?” she whispers in a sensual voice as she lets her coat fall open.

My chest tightens when I see the sexy black lingerie on her body. It’s the same one from all those years ago. From the very first time I claimed her hot little cunt as my own.


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