My Dad’s Business Partner Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
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“Oh,” he sounds like he’s smiling. “Am I the first older guy that you’ve been with?”

“What makes you ask?” I ask, twisting back to look into those blue eyes.

He turns me so I’m laying on my back and I can see his handsome mien. “Just a guess. It would make sense.”

“Good thinking,” I smile. “Because the answer is yes. I’ve been with two other boys, and they were around my age. Why, am I the first young woman you’ve been with?”

He smirks, “I was your age once, Harlow, and I was definitely not celibate back then.”

“I mean, since you’ve been in your current age group.”

He laughs. “You mean, since I got old?”

I giggle too.

“You are not old, Gray.”

He shoots me a look.

“Even my name makes me think of a geezer with gray hair.”

I roll my eyes.

“Okay, whatever, but you’re not old.”

“Thank you. And you are the first girl I have dated with a significant age gap,” he smiles. “Is that better or worse?”

“Better or worse than what?”

“Better or worse than if you weren’t my first?”

I’m getting lost with the questions, but I laugh.

“Well, at least I’m your first something.”

He chuckles too. “Honestly, it’s been a long time since I had a first anything. But I want you to know that I don’t usually go for women as young as you. I’m not a pervert like that.”

I smile at him.

“And it’s not like I have a thing for older men.”

“So, this is an exception for both of us?” he brings my hand to his lips and kisses my palm.

“Sounds like it is.”

“Then,” he rolls on top of me, hard and ready. “I guess I’ll enjoy this exception.”

“God, yes,” I roll myself up to his thrusts and he pumps harder into me. I grab his ass to pull him deeper into me and the penetration makes me moan. He always feels so good.

Gray kisses my chest, followed by my mouth. Our passion becomes heated, and soon our bodies collide like opposing waves that meld, only to break apart once more. His sounds echo in my skull and I’m not sure where I begin, and he ends. I scratch and claw my way from his ass to his back, but he’s a raging beast. We cry out as we come together, our bodies glistening in the chandelier light, and I wonder how many perfect moments like this exist in a lifetime.

9

Gray

* * *

“So, not that I mind, but why the fancy hotel?” Harlow asks over breakfast. We’re wrapped in soft terrycloth robes and enjoying room service. The morning light lends a blush to her cheeks and I can’t stop myself from taking mental pictures.

“I thought you’d like a change and I know you like surprises.”

She chuckles. “Well, a night at the swankiest hotel in Denver is definitely a surprise.”

“That's not the surprise,” I sip my coffee.

She cocks her head at me. “What is it, then?”

I just shake my head and smile.

She grins. “Oh, come on. Please?”

I’m loving this. I eat a forkful of strawberry waffle and shake my head.

“I'll do anything you want,” she pleads, leaning towards me.

“Yes, you will,” I tell her and watch as her décolletage flushes pink with desire. She’s tempting me, but I force myself to stay still. This surprise is good, and I don’t want to give it away too soon.

But Harlow’s resourceful. She pouts.

“I didn’t know we were doing anything special today, so I didn’t bring anything to wear, and you cut my clothes off me last night. What am I supposed to wear to this surprise?”

I grin.

“Check the closet.”

She shoots me a look.

“The hotel closet? Oh no, what did you do?”

I merely smile, and bring her inside before leading her to a huge walk-in. She gasps and then opens it up to find a full assortment of designer duds, all in her size and in dazzling colors. Harlow’s a beautiful girl but has confessed her friend Jane gives her clothing tips. This Jane person is great, but she’s no stylist, which is why I’m stepping in now.

Harlow gasps, “What did you do?”

I grin.

“I went on a bit of a spree. I hope you don’t think it was too presumptuous of me, but I want you to be completely comfortable being on my arm at all times, and I’ve noticed how you tend to fidget with your clothes when we’re out.”

“I do? But wait - you mean, this is all mine?”

I nod.

“Yep. All of it. The lingerie in the drawers, as well.”

She gasps wordlessly and she opens and shuts her mouth without sound a few times.

“Oh my god, Gray,” she whispers on a long exhale before pulling open a drawer and looking at all the lacy and silky things. “This is too much.”

I shake my head.

“No, it isn’t, sweetheart. I didn’t want to go overboard, but designer clothes won’t sit on your body correctly without the proper undergarments and I had to make certain you would be comfortable. If you don’t like them, I could send them all back, and get you new things?”


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