Overworked Read Online Dark Angel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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No, not his cum. It’s the remnants of Spencer inside me.

Killian is right beside me. His cock is thrusting into my hand, wanting me to jack him off. I stretch my slender fingers around his dick, stroking from base to head.

Spencer stands back, watching, his eyes on the four of us as he pumps his cock. He came only minutes before, but he’s hard again.

I don’t know how these men rebound so quickly. Have you ever seen someone get hard within moments of coming?

I know Xane is close to an orgasm. His cock swells inside my anal walls, and his hands tighten their grip on my hips.

“Fucking dirty girl,” Xane grunts, the first spurts of warmth shooting into my ass.

“Oh, shit, fuck,” I cry. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I come for the second time, but it’s different now. I feel heat exploding inside me. My legs go weak as the hot cum floods my walls.

“Can’t fucking breathe,” I whisper.

Thankfully, Derek supports my body. His cock is taking advantage of my gripping pussy walls. He isn’t coming yet, though, which must feel fucking incredible for him.

Xane pulls back at the same time Derek takes his cock out of my pussy.

Derek’s strong hands are now on my hips, our eyes locked for the first time. He is a powerful force, but I think the accent is what has me so captivated.

“Bend over the desk, love.”

I nod, turning to rest my small body across the desk. With one stroke, Derek pushes the head of his cock back into my pussy, not stopping until he’s all the way inside my cunt.

“Shit, I need all of this pussy,” Derek states, gripping my hips like a lifeline.

Moving to the back of the desk, Killian rubs the head of his hard cock over my mouth. He’s already leaking pre-cum when he grabs my hair and pushes his dick inside my mouth.

“Be a good girl and suck this hard cock for me, Julia. Suck it good,” Killian demands, thrusting his cock into my throat.

I gag, my entire body shaking now. I can only imagine what this must look like to a bystander.

I came to this office today to learn about vacations. Now, I’m spiraling into a wicked den of debauchery and sin.

Four men are all using my body and claiming that this is the vacation I need. If someone asked you to take a sex vacation like this, would you do it?

My hips rock back and forth each time they hit the desk. But, fuck, I don’t care if I have bruises, courtesy of my lovers—

Wait, did I just call them lovers? What the fuck? I can’t believe I allow myself to think that.

While all this is going on, I hear Xane and Spencer speaking about my vacation. How I need to visit each resort, loosen up, and enjoy what they all have to offer. Both of them agree this will happen immediately.

Um, don’t I have any say in this? Do I want them to have so much control of my personal life?

When they agree, Spencer joins Killian in fucking my mouth. His cock is rubbing against my cheek till I pull back from Killian and take his cock into the warmth of my throat.

“I’m going to come. Fuck.” Derek grunts.

I tighten my walls around his cock, eager for his cum. I want it all. I’m on a rollercoaster ride into orgasmic bliss.

I’m coming so hard with Derek inside of my pussy that I don’t feel the first splat of Killian’s cum hitting my cheek.

He shoots his massive load on my face, Spencer following right behind him. Both don’t stop until my face is covered in thick globs of milky cum.

I collapse on the desk, my body oozing cum and wearing the evidence of this three-hour vacation. I don’t know what the fuck just happened.

In the past, I never orgasmed with a man, and now, I’ve just had three.

Sex doesn’t seem overrated anymore. In fact, I find myself wanting more.

“You’re going on vacation, Julia. Somewhere tropical. Right, Spencer?” It may have been a question, but Xane says it like it’s not up for debate.

I’m at a loss for words. Four hot and sexy alpha males just said I was going to take a vacation with them. What on earth do I say to that?

Chapter 11

Julia

For the first time in my life, I’m supposed to relax and not work. How does a workaholic do that? Can someone please explain that to me?

I’ve barely arrived at this island paradise, and I immediately want to critique things. It’s a really bad habit. I can’t seem to allow work to stay at the office even with the scent of orchids in the air, the ocean breeze speckling my face with tiny kisses of salt water, and two handsome men by my side.

What the fuck is wrong with me? This place is heaven on earth.


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