One Bossy Date – Bossy Seattle Suits Read Online Nicole Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Funny Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 158829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 529(@300wpm)
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“You’re not my dad.” The look she throws me confirms I’m right.

“We both want you in one piece. I’m sure we’ll probably get along fine.”

And I guess the hint that I want to meet her father saves me. Because she laughs brightly and throws her arms around my neck.

“God, I’ve missed you, you big idiot.”

I’m glad as hell Piper Renee doesn’t hold a grudge.

We’re strolling along the rocky beach behind my house. I have one arm draped around her and Andy’s leash dangling from my other hand.

Is this real life?

Could this be everyday life?

“Were you sad without me?” I ask, reaching down to pull a piece of driftwood out of Andy’s mouth.

“Eh, I kept telling myself at least I wasn’t a carved-up corpse on Law and Order. Did you die without me?”

“Ten times,” I say firmly. “I’m just happy as hell you’re back.”

I wind Andy’s leash around my arm and step closer, tightening my hold on her hand before I lower my lips to hers.

The kiss is purely possessive. I feast on her bottom lip with my teeth, pushing my tongue into her mouth and stealing her breath.

This is for the days we missed.

This is the ferocity of a madman who now understands what he has to lose.

“You have no idea how incredible you are,” she whispers as soon as I pull away.

“It’s adorable you think so,” I rumble, kissing the back of her hand.

Andy yips his agreement and starts bouncing up and down like a sun-bleached log on his stubby legs.

We finish Andy’s little adventure, stealing kisses along the way.

I’ve never been happier that I manned the fuck up and took Vanessa’s advice.

On the way back to the house, Piper says, “It’s funny watching him in the sand. It’s like he sinks and has to fight his way up every time, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He’s a little trooper.”

“You hear that, boy? She’s smitten.” I reach into my pocket and toss him a dog biscuit I loaded up before the walk.

Later, back at my place, Piper heads for the guest room where Fyo dropped her stuff the very first night she came to live with me.

“We’re sleeping alone tonight?” My jaw tenses.

She holds my eyes. “No. But I’d like to get ready somewhere a little more private.”

I kiss her deeply, grabbing her chin.

“Fine. Come join me when you’re ready.”

I have no idea how long she’ll be, or what she’s up to.

Did the fight leave a permanent wedge between us?

I hit the shower after Andy passes out in his bed in my closet corner, exhausted from the walk.

When I walk out naked, I find Piper sprawled across my bed in a sheer white nightgown.

She’s the picture of innocence—and that makes me want to defile her. Especially when that sheer thing looks completely see-through.

“That’s why you needed to get ready?” I growl with a knowing wink.

“You look ready yourself. Come lie down.”

Who am I to argue with the pretty lady?

I climb in bed beside her and we fall into a kissing contest that leaves her moaning.

“Oh. Oh, Brock!”

Her little sighs turn my dick into an armed weapon.

I kiss down her jawline, her throat, her cleavage.

Her tit finds its way into my mouth, and I suck like mad, ripping a hole in her gown with my teeth.

The flimsy fucking silk is no match for my lust.

Piper whimpers beautifully.

She struggles to pull it off before I demolish the rest, but I grab her arms and pin her down.

“No, ma’am. Let me finish my work.” I bring my fist to her neckline, balling up the fabric.

“But why?”

“It’s my job to ruin you. And to buy you a nicer replacement when we’re done.”

“Brock, you’re—”

She never finishes that thought.

I rip the gown right down the front in one rough pull so it’s hanging open, splaying her naked body in front of me like a banquet.

Her eyes flick to the torn silk, her chest rising and falling in heated waves.

“Whatever you want,” I tell her. “Don’t worry about it.”

She smiles. “What I want most is you inside me.”

Growling, I gladly oblige, pushing my tongue back in her mouth as I shift between her legs and grab my throbbing cock.

We both groan when I sink into the heaven between her legs.

Goddamn, she’s too hot.

Too wet.

Too everything, and in the madness storming my veins, I want it all now.

She throws her head back, breaking the kiss as I start working inside her.

This is nothing like the last time.

It’s fast and angry and so needy my nerves burn like a flaming rope.

I’m too lost for words, fucking her through her first orgasm and driving on as her pussy squeezes me.

Snarling, I bring my hand down and find her clit.

I cradle her closer, possessively, holding my cock inside her while I torment her nub.

Just feeling every pulse.

Everything she gives.

Her hands tear at the sheets, and soon, she’s begging, her mouth pulled open in a pink ring.


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