Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Yes.”
She motions for me to sit down, which I do. When I give her a questioning look, she asks, “Why do you look upset?”
Not wanting to rehash the phone call, I shake my head. “Nothing.”
Nodding, she kneels between my thighs. “Let me help you blow off some steam.”
I let out a chuckle. “Yeah?”
She gives me a mischievous smile. “Take off your shirt.”
I like where this is going.
While I’m undoing the buttons, Kiara takes off my belt. Unbuttoning the suit pants, and pulling down the zipper, she tugs at the fabric. I lift my ass so she can drag the pants off me.
When she has me naked, she settles between my thighs again, and having her kneel before me, does something to my insides.
Jesus, she’s so beautiful.
Her fingers wrap around my cock, and she begins to stroke me. I’ve given myself handjobs, but none of them felt half as good as having her hand on me.
“You going to get naked, baby?”
She shakes her head, then her lips part, and before I can process what she’s doing, she sucks me into her mouth.
Jesus Christ.
I have to brace myself with a hand on the bed. Unable to control my body, my ass lifts, and I thrust deeper. “Fuck,” I grind out between clenched teeth as Kiara goes to work on my cock, sucking the ever-loving fuck out of me.
Her eyes lift to mine, her lips stretched around my girth, and the sight has me losing all control. Grabbing hold of her hair with my other hand, I start to thrust harder. Her throat grips my cock on each stroke, and within seconds, I unravel.
Jesus.
There’s no stopping myself as I come hard, my ass clenched, my cock pulsing. My vision goes black, every muscle in my body straining as she sucks me dry.
Breathless and paralyzed, I slump back on the bed. Kiara licks my shaft, her tongue twirls around the sensitive head, then she stands up and leans over me. “Good?”
“Jesus,” I gasp for air. “Under…statement.”
A proud smile curves her swollen lips. I lift my arm, wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, and yank her down on top of me. My mouth takes hers, and tasting my orgasm on her tongue, I fear I’ll never regain control of myself when it comes to this woman.
She fucking owns me.
She’s all I need in this life.
She’s all I’ll ever need.
Rolling her over onto her back, my hands hungrily explore her body, the kiss downright dirty as I dominate her.
Just the way my woman loves it.
Chapter 36
Kiara
Setting down Denise’s cup, I take a seat and sip of my own coffee.
“Sooo, how are things between you and Mr. Byrne?” she asks as she brings the cup to her lips.
Instantly, I grin like an idiot. “So good.” I shake my head. “It’s surreal. I swear the man is Prince Charming.”
The internal line rings, and with a huge smile, I answer, “Kiara speaking.”
“Hmm… how can you be downstairs, and I already miss you?”
My grin widens, my cheeks warming. Clearing my throat, I use the best professional tone I have, “Can I help you, Mr. Byrne?”
“Jesus, woman. I want you on your knees beneath my desk, sucking my fucking cock dry while I deal with business.”
Good god.
I fan my face with my hand, slightly turning my back to Denise, who starts laughing at me.
“You’re making it really hard for me to work right now,” I whisper.
“Not the only thing that’s hard, baby. Can you send Denise up? Make it sound like she’s in trouble.”
Yasss! She’s getting her promotion.
“Of course. I’ll tell her.” I force my face into a worried expression, widening my eyes as I turn to Denise. “You better run. I’ve never heard him so angry before.”
“What?” she gapes. “At me? Why?”
Shoving at her chair, I keep my tone urgent. “Go, woman! Before he loses his shit.”
Denise is up and jogging toward the elevators, and the second she’s inside, I slump back in my chair, then grin at Declan, where he’s leaning against the wall. “She’s getting a promotion.”
“Hmm,” he mutters, his eyes not leaving the glass wall at the front entrance.
Party pooper.
I turn my gaze back to the elevator, already anxious for Denise to come back with the good news.
It takes a while before the doors slide open, and Denise comes out, waving an envelope as she runs toward me. I shoot out of my chair, and meeting her halfway, I grab her in a hug.
“You deserve it so much,” I say excitedly. “I’m so happy for you.”
She jumps up and down, lets out a happy shriek, then shoves the envelope in my face. “Look! Assistant to the CEO! Oh my God!”
Taking the envelope, I read her promotion letter, then we’re both shrieking.
“What happened?” Will suddenly asks.
Denise lets out another happy shriek, then she storms Will, practically jumping in his arms.