Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“Yes,” I whisper.
Jack’s hand slides beneath the waistband of my skirt and when his hand cups the front of my panties, I gasp. “And will you start touching yourself under the desk?” His fingers sneak under the damp satin and over my slippery clit, sending desire soaring through me.
“Will you be thinking of this?” He dips his finger into my wetness. “Or will you be thinking of my cock fucking you hard as I take you up against the wall when you walk through the door?”
I groan. My knees weaken with want, and I tremble against his broad chest.
“Tell me,” he demands as his fingers find my clit again and begin summoning my orgasm with tight tiny circles.
Unable to stand it, I reach behind me to find his cock, but he presses harder against me, limiting my contact. “Not until you tell me what you’ll be thinking of doing to me when he’s asking you about hobbies and what you like to do in your spare time.”
He’s a beast, and I love him for it.
“I’ll be thinking about taking your cock in my mouth.” I moan.
I feel his lips curve into a smile against my throat. “And what will you do when you take it in your mouth?”
“I’ll suck it.”
“And will you make me come with your juicy mouth?”
His fingers are torturing me, and I’m panting now. I want to come. My body aches for the release, and my heart speeds up as I feel it coming closer.
“No…” I whisper.
“No?”
I bite down on my lip and shake my head because I’m about to come.
“Why?” he growls.
“Because I want to feel you come inside me.”
He groans, and I feel him weaken against me as the torturer suddenly becomes the tortured.
“I want you to bend me over and thrust your cock inside me, nice and slow, until neither of us can stand it.”
Another growl.
“I want you to be rough with me.”
He swallows.
“I want you to fuck me like a whore against the dresser.”
Those words are all he needs.
Jack spins me around and bends me over, pushing me onto the dresser and yanking my skirt up to my hips. He rips off my panties, nudges my ankles apart, and enters me with a rough, hard thrust.
“Is this what you want?” He pants. “You want me taking you like this?”
It is.
“You want me to be rough with you.”
“Yes,” I grind out.
Growling with pleasure, he pushes his hand into the small of my back to hold me down, the thick head of his cock kissing my womb with every delicious thrust into my body. Splaying his fingers against my skin, he holds me still so he can get as deep into me as possible, grinding his pelvis against my ass. A satisfying pressure starts to swell from my inner depths.
“Fuck, your ass is beautiful. A fucking peach. And your pussy has me so fucking hard.” The thrusting stops as he slowly drags his cock partially out of me, leaving only the head nestled inside my wet cleft. With excruciating control, he eases back in so slowly, it is torture.
He groans. “Fuck, I love seeing my cock disappear inside you.” He pulls back again, and I feel every inch slide out of me. “Love seeing it wet with your cum.” Two fingers join the mix, sliding through the slickness to my clit. “So, I’m going to make you come, you hear me, wildflower. I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll cover me in it.”
I hear him.
And feel him.
Every delicious sensation.
He leans forward to tease my clit with his fingers, stirring the bud with maddening circles that leave me teetering on the edge. I grip the lip of the dresser and fall off the cliff as my body clamps tightly around him when I let out a cry.
“That’s it, baby,” he commands.
My knees go to jelly as ecstasy crashes through me. I grip the dresser harder as a full-body orgasm wholly possesses me, sending a bomb of bliss and warmth to every cell. Stars dance in front of my eyes and heat flashes over my skin, leaving me in a soft boneless mess.
I’m only vaguely aware of Jack’s growl. Only mildly aware of his deep thrusts and then the sudden loss of fullness as he pulls out of me and pumps his climax over my ass. Warm cum hits my skin in rhythmic spurts before he shoves his cock back into me, jerking and shuddering as his orgasm slowly fades.
His palms slide to my hips. “Goddamn, I can’t get enough of you,” he groans. He’s short of breath as he slowly returns to Earth.
Pulling out, he grabs a tissue from the box on the dresser and cleans his cum from my ass.
“I should shower before my interview,” I say, pulling down my skirt.
Jack steps forward and kisses me. “No. Go to your interview with my cum all over you. The idea turns me on.”