Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“If you’re brave enough, try me, asshole,” I warn him, and that’s the only one he will get .
With that, I take Holly and head out of there. I can’t wait to have her alone and under me .
Chapter 14
Holly
“W ill you slow down?” I gasp .
Nick is so much taller than me and he’s taking these long strides across the room that are impossible for me to keep up with. He has a tight hold on my hand, which essentially means if he doesn’t slow down, he will be dragging me soon .
He stops abruptly with a growl and then he leans his body in and down. His hand moves against the bottom of my ass and before I realize what he’s doing, he’s pulled me up his body so that my torso is hanging over his back .
I panic, trying to make sure my dress doesn’t rise up and flash the world. Luckily, it’s pretty tight and that’s not a huge issue .
“Nick. What are you doing? Put me down!” I mumble, feeling a little lightheaded—probably from being carted around and hanging upside down like I was a sack of potatoes .
“Holly, I just watched another man say he had a claim on you. I saw his hand on your shoulder. If I put you down, then I will be fucking you against the wall and everyone in this damn party will get to see the show .”
“I… Maybe we should talk before there’s any… fucking .”
“You better talk fast then,” he growls and even in my confusion, a shiver runs through me and centers between my legs .
“What did Michael mean when he said you get paid to have sex?” I ask, almost tripping over the words. I don’t exactly trust Michael, but considering how Nick and I met, I need Michael’s accusation explained .
Nick doesn’t answer, however. Instead he slides me down his body so that I’m standing in front of him. I figure we’re finally going to talk and as much as I enjoyed the thought of him carrying me out of here and fucking me—we do need to talk. Yet Nick surprises me. He all but spins me around. I have to brace my hands on the sides of the brick wall by the entrance of the ballroom to keep from falling when he moves me so fast. Then, before I can question him, his hand comes down hard on my ass .
I gasp at the shock of it and the sting of the sharp pain. I can barely form a thought before his hand comes down again. I’d like to say I’m horrified that Nick is spanking me in front of my co-workers and my boss. Not all of them are here, I’m sure, but quite a few are. I don’t turn and look though. I concentrate on remaining standing. My knees are literally weak. A visible shudder runs through me and I lick my lips as I feel my panties getting wet as he spanks me again. Heat spreads through my body. I push my ass out against his hand, unable to stop myself. The simple truth is, I want more .
“What are you doing to me?” I ask, my voice shaking, husky and full of need. I’d like to say I was asking about the spanking, but I’m not. Instead I’m wondering how Nick has this way of turning me into this sexual being who lives for his next touch—however it’s delivered .
“Punishing you for thinking I’d fuck you—or anyone—for money. You just earned a one-way ticket to the naughty list, Holly .”
“What was he talking about? And then Mr. Moak… None of this makes sense, Nick,” I whisper softly, because by this time his hand is moving up under my dress. He wraps his fingers tight around my thigh, and it feels so hot—almost as if he is branding me. I can feel the tips of his fingers push under the lace of my panties. I try to look over my shoulder to see who is watching us, but Nick doesn’t allow me that freedom .
“I own NJ Industries. Are you familiar with my company, sweet Holly ?”
“I… I’ve worked some with that account. You own…a lot of businesses.” I gasp as his finger strokes softly against the lips of my pussy. “Nick, you can’t, people are watching,” I protest as a full body shudder moves through me. I may be asking him to stop—but I don’t want him to .
“I can do anything I want to, Holly. You’re mine. I’ll stop, though,” he says, his voice deep and his hot breath fanning against my skin as he whispers into my ear .
“ You will ?”
“All you have to do is tell me you haven’t missed me since we’ve been apart .”