Punished by My Boyfriend’s Dad (Forbidden Fantasies #64) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
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My snort is silent as my expression remains unchanged on-screen. What a loser. My son knows nothing about this business because I would easily pay double, if not triple, for a woman like Taylor. Thank god the Genoveses are getting out of the business of woman-flesh because clearly, my son has no talent for this line of work whatsoever.

“I’ll give you twenty-five,” I say in a casual tone. “Not a penny more.”

Anthony practically squeals with outrage.

“Not a chance! We both know Taylor is worth more than twenty-five. Seriously, that’s insulting Pops, to her as well as me.”

I shrug.

“Well, then I guess our conversation is over. Have a good day,” I say while making to press the off-button on my phone. But immediately, Anthony springs into action, flapping his hands furiously at the screen.

“Wait, wait, I want to make this deal happen. You’re just driving a hard bargain, Pops, so hard that it makes my teeth hurt. How about we call it forty even? What do you think?”

I pretend as if I’m thinking long and hard about paying forty grand for the young woman. Anthony twitches on the other side of the screen, picking at a zit on his chin while waiting for me to make my decision. When I feel that I’ve prolonged the suspense long enough, I finally nod.

“Okay, you have a deal. I’ll wire you the money this afternoon. Expect to see it in your account by five.”

My son nods happily, his eyes lighting with eagerness.

“Oh goody! Forty thousand,” he crows. “Not a penny less. You promise!”

I hold up my hands.

“Of course not. Have her delivered here by late tonight. I’ll be waiting.”

Anthony nods eagerly.

“Will do. Thanks Pop. It was good doing business with you. Bye now!”

Then, my son hangs up and I shake my head ruefully. Whatever. Forty thousand dollars is pocket change for me and yet my imbecile son doesn’t even realize it. Put in charge, Anthony would surely run the family business into the ground.

With that, I lean back in my chair, surveying my office as thoughts run through my mind. Did I just do that? I’m in the midst of exiting the procurement business, and yet I just ignored my better instincts and bought myself a new fuck doll. Then again, how could I resist adding Taylor to my collection? She may be a Bronx girl, but she was so nasty with those candlesticks, and I spewed like a firehose last night. It would be crazy for me not to purchase her.

Idly, I pick up one of the candlesticks, surveying its gleaming silver form. Was this the one in her ass or her pussy? Curious, I bring the cylinder up to my nose for a sniff before giving it a long lick along the side. Goddamn, this is the one that was in her ass, and I fucking love it. Quickly, I undo my belt and pull down my zipper, fisting myself a I stare at the inanimate object. Then, I come hard right there at my desk while re-playing the scene of Taylor cramming herself full with these implements last night.

After I’ve blasted into a piece of Kleenex, my shoulders slump and I finally put the candlestick back on my desk while struggling to get air back in my lungs. Holy fuck, this woman’s made me climax and she’s not even here. I need to get my hands on her stat … because at this point, only Taylor Hass can provide the release I need.

7

Roman

Later that evening, the doorbell chimes. My footman has long since departed, and as a result, I open the door myself to reveal the gorgeous Taylor Hass standing on my doorstep. She throws me a sunny smile while tucking a curly brown lock behind one ear.

“Hi Mr. Genovese,” she murmurs. “Thanks for letting me stay with you.”

I nod while stepping back to let her in.

“Of course, honey. My son told me you needed a temporary place to crash, so it’s no problem. The townhouse is huge, so there’s plenty of space, and you’ll have your run of the place while you’re here.”

She nods as I take her roller-board from her, and then we both enter the living room.

“Can I get you a nightcap?” I ask. “I find a quality brandy to be particularly enjoyable at this time of night.”

Taylor nods while sitting, and I can’t but help stare a little. Is it possible that she’s gotten even more beautiful in the last twenty-four hours? Although the curvy girl’s clad in jeans and a sweatshirt, I can still see those huge breasts beneath the soft cotton, and the denim hugs her hips tightly, showing off that round rump. She smiles once more, and my cock jerks, dying to get inside of her. But Taylor has no idea why she’s really here.


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