Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Any interest in you? Do you know how many men show interest in you? It’s been a daily fight with myself to behave like the ethical man I should be and the animal I feel like seeing you looking like the sexy goddess sitting there every single day.”
“I wouldn’t have noticed. I only noticed the grumpy boss who grumbled every single day, being short with me when all I wanted to do is please him, so maybe he’d see me as special.”
“Fuck, you’re more than special to me. Val, I want you to the point of pain. I need you now.”
“Take me now. I don’t need to wait anymore. Show me the animal.”
Chapter Ten
Wyatt
I don’t give a fuck about anything else but getting her naked this very second. As much as I’d love to drill her on her desk like I’ve imagined often, someone could come up from another floor and see right through the glass doors. If anyone saw my sweet Valentine unclothed, I’d rip their fucking eyes out.
Picking her up, I carried her toward the conference room.
“Where are we? Oh…” she says as I burst through the doors, slamming them shut behind me with my foot. I nudge the lock and then push a chair in the way. Luckily the blinds are closed, and the room doesn’t have cameras because this is where confidential information between clients must be discussed.
Smiling, I lay my woman on the conference table, lifting up her skirt, rubbing her pussy through her soaking wet panties. I’ve waited for what feels like forever for this moment. Starving myself for years had been easy until I met Valentine and then it was like I became ravenous.
“Take off that blouse if you plan to wear it ever again,” I growl, ready to tear it to shreds if I don’t get her naked.
“Yes, I’d like to have something to wear out of here, please.” She quickly undoes the buttons, freeing her blouse from her body. I’m about to nut, looking down at my woman splayed out with her legs spread wide, skirt around her waist, bra and panties are the only things keeping me back from her hole and ample tits. Not for long. Sweat builds along my brow as I attempt to pull my pants down.
“You’ll be wearing my cum, but I’m afraid that won’t be acceptable enough. The thought of anyone seeing you naked will send me over the edge. Now it’s time to make you mine. Say it, Valentine, say it. Say you’re mine.” The possessive side I never knew I had comes to the forefront, and I demand to hear it from her parted red lips.
“I’m yours, my king.”
“That you are. Now it’s time to seal our contract.” I line up my cock with her hole and press the tip at her entrance. Rubbing the head through her sopping wet folds, coaxing my way until I push through inch by inch, claiming my woman.
Fuck.
I bottom out in her, knowing that I’ve just taken on our conference table. A powerful feeling runs through me, and I want to rub it in Henderson’s face and every single bastard who has ever given my woman a second glance. She’s mine and mine alone. No one can have her but me.
I lean down and taste her lips, attempting to calm my racing heart, but it does no good. I want to nut instantly. Slamming my eyes shut, I press my forehead on her shoulder and take a deep breath.
My brain feels hard-wired to the pulsing of her walls. Every contraction of her slick tight womb sends signals down my spine, gripping my balls tight against my body, demanding I give her my seed. Once I’m under a modicum of control, I stand straight and cup the back of her neck with one hand and her hip with the other.
“Are you okay, my sweet little Valentine?” I growl, letting her know that I’m about to destroy her little hole while I take my woman.
“Yes, Wyatt. I need you to fuck me. Show me the animal.”
“Are you sure?”
“So sure. I need you.” Those words seal her fate.
Shaking my head, I grin with devilish intent. I flatten my hands on the table, leaning over her slight frame and fuck into her, sending her body rocking forward. The massive table shakes with every thrust, but it’s not enough.
I hook her leg around my arm and pump in steady motions while my cock drives into her. Our heated flesh slapping together, echoing in the large room. Sounds of our passion mix with my pounding heart vibrate in my ears as I work in and out of her cunt.
“You feel so fucking incredible. You’re doing so good taking my big cock in your tight, newly broken into pussy.”
“Oh my goodness, Wyatt. Take off your shirt.” I pull to undo the buttons and lift the rest over my head along with my undershirt. She presses her hands on the table, lifting herself to sit up, riding my dick while reaching for my chest. I spin us around and sit on the conference table and let her ride me.