Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Then he sets his phone down and begins to fuck my throat in earnest. This is so much better than my fantasy. He uses small thrusts and I can’t figure out why until I hear my own sounds, which are choked gurgles and moans. I push forward onto his cock, because I want him to know he doesn’t have to face-fuck me tenderly. But then I realize he wants me to be able to breathe, and I’m overjoyed that he has my well-being on his mind, even now.
I time my inhales to sync with his new faster pace. I feel his excitement in his cock as it thickens and firms in my mouth. He strokes my hair, rasping, “Little girl, you get me so hot.”
I can’t reply, but I lick him as he face-fucks me, and he gasps in response. I love the fact I’m his plaything. His dirty little secret. No one knows that we’ve been making love, not even my best friend Jane. Yet this has been a magical internship, and I can’t believe the summer’s passing so quickly.
He gets rougher with me, thrusting his whole cock into me on each stroke. My jaw aches and my face is wet with drool and tears. He looks down at me, adoration on his face, and says, “I’m going come down your throat, Harlow. Get ready.”
“Mmmmm,” I beg. My hands find his ass and I pull him into my face even more.
“Oh FUCK!”
Gray’s body shudders as he comes in my throat. I can’t taste much of anything because he’s buried so deep, but as he pulls out, I get a faint hint of salt. I make to swallow, but then he grips my chin firmly between two fingers, blue eyes burning.
“Keep my come on your tongue and stick it out for me to see,” he rasps.
I do, and Gray takes another picture.
“Now swallow. The protein’s good for you.”
I do and try to smile at him, but my face muscles are utterly spent.
Later that evening, Gray says, “I have a treat for you.”
I smile sweetly.
“Another one?” We’ve gone back to his place and he’s picked up some lobster bisque and hearty French bread for our dinner. I can’t really bite into the chewy bread because my jaw’s sore, but the soup hits the spot. I wonder how he knew it was my favorite, but then I remember that Gray’s known me since I was born.
“Yes, another one,” he grins. The doorbell rings, and I startle. I didn’t know we were having company, and make to hide. But he merely shakes his head and smiles again, eyes twinkling.
“There’s your surprise now.” He departs the kitchen and my ears perk. I can’t see, but I hear him say, “Yes, please set up in the bedroom.”
A woman’s voice murmurs, “The one on the first floor or one of the ones upstairs?” Oh shit. Who is this?
“First floor,” Gray replies, and then his big form materializes once more.
“What’s going on?” I ask, eyes wide.
“Come along,” he says and holds out a hand for me. I clasp his hand and make to get up, but he pauses for a moment, stroking my jaw tenderly. I’m glad we had soup for dinner; I didn’t want to chew anything given how far my mouth has been stretched. “You’ve been a very good girl today, and I want to take care of you properly.”
My lashes flutter at him.
“I don’t understand.”
“Come with me.”
Gray leads me down the hall to his bedroom, and even though I want to end up there for the evening, I’m nervous, because he was talking to someone and they were in there. Does he want a three-way? Is that my reward? Oh god. My stomach drops because to be honest, I don’t want to share Gray, and especially not with another woman. Nausea makes me dizzy but I force myself to keep walking.
He knocks on the door and the person inside says, “Come in.” Sure enough, it’s a woman’s voice. But Gray appears undisturbed. He opens the door, and the bedroom has been transformed. There are lit votive candles everywhere and it smells like vanilla inside. A sexy woman in a black spa uniform stands next to a massage table. She smiles and says, “Hi, you must be Harlow. I’m Dani. I’m here to perform your massage.”
Relief washes over me and I look at Gray, utterly grateful. It’s like he can read my mind and he leans forward to press a kiss to my forehead.
“Enjoy, sweetheart. You deserve it.” Then, he steps outside the bedroom.
Dani smiles. Her blonde hair is pinned back neatly, and there’s nothing to suggest that this was ever going to be a threesome. She’s very professional and kind.
“I’ll step out so you many disrobe to your level of comfort, okay? Then, feel free to slip under the blanket and I’ll knock in a few minutes.”