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)
“Whoa, oh… I’m going to come,” she cries out. She throws her head back while her breasts press into my chest. The pebbled peaks rub nicely along my bare skin. Damn, I’ll forever need to have her naked when we fuck. I love these tits. Dropping my head, I suck them into my mouth, one at a time. Moving from one to the other, I give one a squeeze while licking and biting.
“I’m coming on your fat cock, Wyatt,” she shouts, clenching and clawing as she comes.
“Good, coat my cock in your juices because I’m about to fill you up. You’re about to get all my load. I want you to be good and bred. You’re going to give me a family I didn’t know I wanted, Valentine. Only you. You’re the only woman I want a family with. I’ve waited a lifetime for you,” I roar, shooting my seed all over her womb, spraying her walls as if I didn’t nut earlier. Fuck, like I didn’t come twice this morning.
Since she was hired to be my office assistant, I’ve jerked off twice a day, needing to see a fucking doctor for the damn carpal tunnel in my wrist. Now, I’ll make sure that Valentine helps me recover properly.
We get dressed slowly, stealing kisses every time our bodies get close to each other. I sit her on my lap as we take a nice break in the conference room. The office phone rings, and I don’t want to answer it, but then it could be important. Valentine makes that decision for me, pressing the button on the conference phone. “Mr. King’s office.”
“Hey, girlie. Did you get the roses I sent this morning?” a woman on the other line asks.
“It was you?”
“Yes, girl. Come on. You know you did me that favor with Jack, and I ended up in Vegas and his wife within days. I thought your boss needed a little push. Did he notice?”
“I noticed,” I growl, squeezing my woman tight.
“Oh yeah. Woo-hoo,” she cheers on the other end of the line. I don’t know who she is, but she’s clearly rooting for us.
“Yeah, I suppose Petra we’re even. Except he did ruin your V-Day card for Jack. He thought it was from me.” She starts roaring with laughter.
“Oh shit. I’m so glad he didn’t attack my hubby. Well, have fun, and Vegas does quick drive-thru weddings.” She ends the call with a laugh.
“I love her,” Valentine says.
“I have to admit, I like her too. Her plan sure as hell worked, and Vegas works for me.”
“Me too.”
****
At the end of the day, we go to my condo and have dinner. There’s a lot to discuss, but one thing is getting married. I want her married to me instantly. Vegas sounds like a fabulous idea, so I bring it up again. “How about you invite your friends and family?”
“Petra and Jack, are the only people I consider my family.” That answer sounds suspicious, so I ask, wanting details.
“Your parents died?”
“I wish they did.”
“That’s a fucking terrible thing to say,” I bite out. I get pissed when she says that because it hits home harder than I care for.
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean it like that. Well, frankly I don’t want to talk about it, please.”
“Don’t say something you don’t mean. What I wouldn’t give for my parents to be there to see me marry you.”
She turns pale and then pushes away to stand. “I’m not going to argue with you about my family. You don’t know them. Not everyone has a wonderful family.” I don’t want to argue about this. I shouldn’t have gotten bothered by her comment.
“They can’t be that bad. I’m sure they want to see you happily married and that’s what we’re going to be doing.”
“Ugh. You just don’t understand.”
She storms out of the room without helping me understand, so I decide to give her a minute. Then I hear the front door slam shut. I’m on my feet and running after her because there is no way in hell, I’m letting anyone come between us. If she feels that strongly about her family not being at our wedding, that’s all I need to know.
Her coat and purse are gone. Fuck, she left. I grab my coat and keys because I’m going to bring my woman back no matter what happens. I chase after her, but she’s nowhere to be found. What the fuck?
I fired John yesterday after learning he did tell Ms. Dalton my business because he was sleeping her, and they were trading information for sex. I run to my nearest vehicle and start the engine. I hope to fucking hell nothing’s happened to her. Her vehicle was still at the office, so she had to call a cab or take the bus.
My drive to her apartment feels like an eternity even though it’s only fifteen minutes at this time of night. She’s not answering, but that’s when my cell rings. “Hello,” I snarl at the unknown number.