Total pages in book: 170
Estimated words: 160166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
“I mean that twice last week we’ve had to run out mid-shift for more. It hasn’t caused any problems, but if it happens on a busy night, we’ll be down a server or a bartender.”
“Is 25 percent more on the order enough to stop that from happening?”
“I think so. But it’s also about timing. Shipments tend to come in a day after we’ve already had to go out for replacements.”
The moment his grip loosens, I lean forward and close my lips around the head of Declan’s dick, and the only sign he gives is that his thighs tense. His muscles tighten under my palms. I suck ever so gently and I’ve never felt so dirty and so powerful as he lets go of my neck and spears his fingers through my hair, letting me suck him off.
His voice tenses just slightly as he asks, “Any way to rework the shipments?”
“Delivery driver says no. I checked with him before I came down here. It would mean an extra fee if he had to make two trips to this area.”
“Which costs less?” he asks quickly and beneath me, the heels of his shoes dig into the carpet. I hollow my cheeks and take more of his cock into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat.
“Between the fee and the increased orders?”
“Yeah.”
The manager consults his list, and it’s silent for a minute. Declan’s feet rise so his heels are two inches above the floor. I stop taking him deeper and concentrate on licking him, keeping my lips tight around his shaft. One of his heels taps three times in quick succession. His thigh trembles, just a little, and the silence seems to drag on and on and on.
“The fee is less, by a little. So…”
“So go with an increase in the order.”
The manager laughs. “I thought you’d say just the opposite.” I pause, so I can readjust and get more comfortable.
“We can sell everything we order for the bar. We can’t make any money off the fee.” As he talks, I wrap my hand around the base of his cock and work him with both my hand and mouth. “So if the price is only a little different, it’s obvious to me that the order should just increase to match our need.”
Declan’s voice catches, just a tiny bit, on the word need. And I fucking love it.
“Got it.”
“Anything else?” he asks quickly; I have a feeling he’s close.
“There was something—” The pen taps on the notepad again, and Declan presses his heel into the carpet hard. I can’t do anything but add suction and tension to the blowjob, because the poor manager would know I was under here.
“No. I think that’s all. I’ll send an email with–”
“You do that,” Declan cuts him off, “Close the door behind you on your way out.”
“Yes, sir.”
The door shuts a few long seconds later, and Declan pulls me up from under the desk and into his lap. “You wicked little thing.” He runs his thumb over my now swollen lips with a devious look in his eyes and a hint of pride there too.
“I’m sorry,” I murmur with a half smirk, unable to catch my breath.
Declan kisses me hard and pulls me over his lap, angling me onto his cock again. When I slide down onto him, taking all of him inside me, he lets out a deep groan. The pleasure is intense as I ride him slowly, the pleasure returning with a vengeance and threatening to overwhelm me.
“Declan, I…I don’t know if—”
He takes me by the hips and makes me do it. I lose myself in the motions, focusing on holding on to him and enjoying this moment, reveling in his touch.
Declan’s hand slides between us and he uses the pad of his thumb to rub at my clit. Slow circles at first, then faster, the pressure staying light and even. The orgasm starts to build in my toes and moves up through my legs, finally gathering under his thumb. Declan watches me like he’s never seen me do this before, only he has. Plenty of times. He has me come on a daily basis. But his eyes are hot, filled with love and lust, and they stay firmly on my face as I fuck him harder and faster.
“That’s it,” he says. “You look so fucking good like this. Come on my cock, Braelynn.”
“Someone could walk in,” I manage to say, digging my nails into his shoulders.