Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“She’s not interested,” I tell Hugo firmly then hang up, not giving two shits what he was about to say next. “How did you sleep, my little muse?” I ask her as I nuzzle my nose into her neck. She’s too sweet for someone like Hugo. He’d ruin her sweetness. I’d keep it safe. Treasure it as it should be.
“Great,” she replies. Then she puts her hand on my check and draws my gaze up to meet hers. “Um, I have a question.” Her expression is a strange mixture of confusion and accusation. I raise an eyebrow at the second emotion but silently wait for her to continue.
“I got an email this morning,” she says, fiddling with her phone, which I’m only just realizing she has in her hands. “From the office of Hugo Malone.” My body stiffens at her revelation, the anger beginning to return. “Isn’t he the one producing your current project?”
My chin jerks up and down once, but I don’t say anything because I don’t want to risk snapping at her and making her think that any of my anger is directed at her.
To my surprise, she pushes my arms away and jumps to her feet, then faces me with her hands on her hips. I can’t help getting a little distracted with how fucking hot she is when she’s worked up about something. Her green eyes are lit with fire, and it’s almost as sexy as when they are coming undone under me.
“Did you pull strings to get them to hire me to record the theme for this movie? Because I don’t want it like that. I want to earn things on my own, Theo. What if Hugo doesn’t really want me but is only trying to make you happy?” She’s pacing now and rambling while gesticulating. She’s wearing one of my shirts with only two buttons done up and the fabric shifts with her constant movements, giving me glimpses of her full tits and her tiny silk panties. I’m already hard from the possessive fury boiling inside me, but the sight of her has my cock thickening to the point of pain.
I reach out and snatch her wrist, tugging her toward me so she tumbles into my lap. “Are you done?” I ask. As much as I love her worked up I don’t want it to go too far. For her to truly get upset.
She nods but continues to sit rigidly in my arms. “First of all, I did not pull strings to get you hired. They want you because you’re so fucking amazing, Shelby.” That’s the truth.
“Really?” she asks, hope lighting up her face. But her happy expression falls when she sees the dark look on my face.
“However, even if I had, Hugo would be the last motherfucker I want you anywhere near. Not only is he a complete manwhore, but I don’t trust him to respect the fact that you belong to someone else.” I grasp her face and bring it centimeters away from mine. “And you belong to someone, don’t you, Shelby?”
She nods quickly, defusing some of my anger. She glides her hands down from her face, over her shoulders to cup her breasts before one of them goes all the way done to cup her pussy. I don’t know why I sent him that track of her. I should have left it all to my agent friend. Lesson learned. I won’t fuck up again.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You,” she whispers breathlessly.
“Who owns this pussy, baby?” I rub her little nub over her silky panties, grunting with satisfaction over how wet they already are.
“You—oh, Theo,” she moans.
“I think we both need a reminder,” I growl before ripping away the drenched fabric. Shelby’s gasp becomes a cry of need when I tear the buttons of her shirt apart and latch onto one of her nipples. I suck and tug and swirl my tongue around the diamond-hard peak while my hands grasp her hips and turn her so she’s straddling me.
I move to her other breast while shoving my chair back and bolting to my feet, keeping her steady with a tight grip on her luscious ass. There is another door in my office that goes to a private bathroom and it’s currently shut. In no time, I have her back pressed up against it. Letting her nipple go with a pop, I lean back a little and boost Shelby up high until her soaking wet pussy is level with my face. “Put your legs on my shoulders, baby,” I instruct. She hesitates, and I look up into her emerald-green pools. “I’ve got you.” My words have the desired effect and she brings one leg over each shoulder. “Now, use your hands on the door jamb to brace yourself,” I command. I wait for her to obey, then shove my face into her pussy and inhale deeply.