Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“What we do,” he says as he pulls on his shirt and then his jacket, “is get the fuck out of here. Now.”
He grabs my wrist and starts moving back down the stairs, pulling me along with him. Security guards burst through the curtain as we arrive at the door.
The one in the lead tries to grab my other arm, but Nolan rears on him with a protective glare that makes him recoil.
“Don’t you touch her. Ever,” he growls in a possessive voice that makes my heart start pounding. “She’s mine.”
The guard steps back and lets us go. I follow Nolan through the door, holding up my dress as we run to the parking lot.
“Over there!” I say when I spot our driver smoking a cigarette while sitting on the hood of the limousine.
We rush over and jump into the back of the limo as Nolan barks at him to get behind the wheel and start driving.
My heart is pounding so hard that I’m worried it will explode as we peel out of the place. Only when we’re on the main boulevard with the hall far off in the rearview mirror does it start to slow.
Nolan and I stare at each other as we try to catch our breaths. Our looks of panic slowly dissolve into giggles, which quickly turn into deep belly laughs.
Tears are spilling down my eyes as I fall sideways onto the seat, clutching my ribs.
“Did you see his face?” I ask and then burst out laughing again.
Nolan imitates Mr. Brown’s shocked expression and I nearly pee my dress.
“All those people saw your bare ass,” I say as I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.
“I know,” he says, covering his eyes as he shakes his head. “At least you were covered up.”
I sit back up and lean against him, breathing in his intoxicating scent as I try to stop giggling. I glance down at his abs visible through his open shirt and the reality of what just happened hits me.
Not the getting caught part…
The other part.
The mind-blowing part.
Nolan just took my virginity with his big thick cock and I can still feel it down there, glowing. It was incredible. It was perfect.
“I don’t think Cline Corp will ever see another penny of investment from Harold Brown,” he says as he grabs a bottle from the bar. He opens it but doesn’t bother pouring it out. He just drinks straight from it instead. After his sip, he hands it to me.
Ugh! It tastes like gasoline.
“Give me a second,” he mutters as he pulls out his phone.
I take my shoes off and put my feet up as I watch him call someone at his company.
“Yeah, Trey. It’s me. I need you to make another donation to Harold Brown’s charity. Yup. The turtle one. One million dollars.”
My mouth drops open in shock. He’s so casual about throwing a million dollars around as if he’s giving someone a piece of gum.
“Was that serious?” I ask when he hangs up and puts his phone away.
He shrugs. “I don’t think he’ll be back after that, but maybe it will help blow things over.”
I swallow hard as I look at him leaning in the seat, his shirt open, his gorgeous abs on full display. His hair is a mess, but it still manages to look good on him. Maybe it’s even sexier than before.
“Speaking of blowing,” I say as I lick my lips and drop to my knees in front of him. “We got interrupted.”
“We did.”
I slide my flat palms up his thighs and he sits a little straighter when I get to the long hardening rod growing in his pants.
“There was something I wanted to do,” I say as I reach for his buckle and start unbuckling it again.
“What was that?” he says with a hint of darkness in his voice. “Does it involve those pretty little lips?”
I lick them and nod as my mouth waters.
“And my big cock?”
“No spoilers,” I whisper as I pull down his zipper. “You’re just going to have to sit back, relax, and find out for yourself.”
He groans as I reach into his pants and pull out his stiff veined shaft. It’s so big. I knew it was large from how it felt inside me, but seeing it up close like this is shocking.
I run my hand up his length with a firm grip and beads of come start pouring out of the tiny slit at the top. He groans with pleasure when they trickle down over my fingers.
Now, it’s my turn to taste him.
He watches with a hard stare and breathless lips as I bring my fingers to my mouth and lick his seed clean off. I close my eyes and moan as I swallow him down.
“Wrap those lips around me, girl. Before I pass out.”