Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
She holds out a piece of paper and smiles. “Hi Sookie, I just have some paperwork for you to go over really quick after our discussion yesterday.”
Her eyes are bright, she’s wearing white sweats and has her hair in a ponytail. Her eyes roam up to the camera in the corner.
“Sure,” I say slowly. “Let’s take a walk and you can let me know what it’s about, I can’t remember we’ve been recording all night.”
Perfect! She keeps the papers and starts walking out of the house, the faster she walks the faster I walk and try not to stare at her ass in the white sweats.
We dodge a corner, then another, until we’re at the mother-in-law suite next to the house where she’s staying along with a few other staff members.
The house is pretty dark, which is expected since everyone’s probably sleeping. I’m confused when we bypass the kitchen were I assumed we’d sit and go over paperwork, she leads me down the hall.
There aren’t any cameras in the staff lodging, but I’m still paranoid as she opens up one of the three master bedrooms.
Her room.
I walk in. She shuts the door behind me.
I smirk down at her. “Is there any paperwork?”
She shakes her head. “No. There’s only you.”
I lift her into my arms and slam my mouth against hers walking her backward toward the bed.
Her mouth breaks away. “I’m not greedy, I’d be okay with just getting held for a bit, I just wanted to see you and then I overthought it then I wanted to overanalyze and discuss things and how this would work and then I just made up fake paperwork.”
“Wait,” I start laughing. “Did you literally forge documents for me tonight that don’t even exist all because you wanted to be held?”
Her eyes narrow then drop. “Maybe.”
“That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.” I laugh harder while she punches me in the shoulder, her forehead touches mine. “You’re adorable.”
“I was afraid to text.”
“Don’t be, I have you saved as Fling in my phone, nobody would know it’s actually you.”
“Seriously?”
“No, but now I will.” I cup her face. “Plus, I think I can handle more than cuddling.” I devour her mouth and pull back. “Right?”
She sighs. “I forgot the question.”
“Don’t worry, my mouth holds all the answers.” I wink and kiss her again.
She shuts the lights off while the papers go flying to the floor and we’re on her bed, I’m peeling my shirt over my head while she’s shrugging out of her sweatshirt.
Before I know it, We’re both completely naked and she’s all mine.
I cup her chin and steal another kiss, her skin’s so soft against my palm I almost feel like I can’t be rough with her, aggressive the way I want to be, she loops her ankles around my legs and flips me onto my back and I’m given the best view of her breasts while I grip her hips in my hands.
“Hold on.” She laughs.
“Where?” I tease. “Here?” I touch her hips again. “Here?” My hands move up to her breasts and squeeze. “Here?” I capture her face. “Too many options and I’m not good at making decisions when given a buffet so you’ll have to help me. Oh shit----”
She impales herself on me sinking all the way down.
I almost choke on my tongue while she starts moving. It feels so different, so good, I like giving her some control and she clearly likes taking it. Ari leans down and whispers. “Put your hands wherever you want, put your mouth all over me, but this,” She taps my chest. “This is mine.”
“My body?”
“Your heart,” she says quickly.
I grip her hips and move her against me. “Yes.”
We’re quieter than earlier as she rides me. It’s good, so good, the way she tightens around me, the way she moves her hips—addicting. Because we’re trying not to make noise all I hear is the sound of her soft gasps paired with mine, and our bodies slamming together while the bed mattress moves beneath us.
The headboard slams against the wall behind us, we both freeze when a knock sounds at her door. “Are you okay?” The voice is Producer Sung-Bin. “I heard a noise.”
Shit, I can’t stop moving beneath her, guiding her hips over me, her hair fans around her face as she stares down at me and answers. “Yeah, I had a really good dream, then fell out of the…” She moans through her teeth. “The bed.”
He’s quiet. “Must have been a good one.”
“Amazing,” she says breathlessly. “It’s hard to have dreams like that, anyway, I’ll go back to sleep.”
“I hope more dreams come,” he says.
Her eyes lock onto mine. “I’m sure they’re close.”
I grip her by the ass and flip her onto her back and drive into her so hard that I have to grip the headboard so it doesn’t slam into the wall again.