Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15924 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
“Now we call them in here and free my client and your best friend from this shitshow, and we go home tomorrow.” Her exuberance fades a bit, and I immediately tune in and pull her into my arms. “Where did your beautiful brain go, baby? Talk to me.” She starts playing with my tie while she talks.
“I was just wondering, what happens when we get home? How will this work?” Before I answer, my phone rings. I don’t recognize the number, so I assume it is a potential client.
“Norris Management Consultants. This is Bolton Norris.”
“Oh dear, hi.”
“Mother, why are you calling me from an unknown number?”
“I don’t know. Your father upgraded my phone, and now I don’t know how to use it. Apparently, my sim card, or pim card or whatever hasn’t been synced yet.” She sounds exasperated, and if I weren't curious, I would tell her how to fix it, but really, I want to get her off the phone.
“I see. How can I help you mother?”
“I have made reservations for you tomorrow night with…” Nope. Not doing this.
“No.”
“But you haven’t let me finish.”
“I don’t intend to. I am only going to say this one more time. Stop trying to fix me up with all of these women. I am a grown man. I can find my own wife.” Sassy stiffens in my arms, and I must hold her to my chest. She tries to move and get up for a second before I glare at her, silently telling her to sit her little ass still.
“Well, I would believe you if you had found one.” She sounds flustered.
“For your information, I have found one.” Take that.
Now I need to reassure my woman.
CHAPTER 7
SASSY
With my little breakthrough, we were able to finish up in Chicago with Nick and are ready to return to Philadelphia. After saying goodbye to Rose, we left the hotel and headed to the private airstrip we flew into. Now, I am buckled into the seat right next to Bolton. I can smell his cologne as he leans over me and tightens the belt in my lap. Impulsively, I bury my face in his neck. On its own, my tongue snakes out and licks him. He groans.
“Be a good girl and wait until we’re in the air.”
“What happens when we get in the air?” I ask breathlessly.
“I’m going to worship you,” he says, facing forward. I smile because I can’t help it.
“I think I’d like that,” I whisper. As the plane starts to taxi, however, my stupid anxiety takes an abrupt turn. Did I mention that I hate flying? He reaches over and grabs my hand. Instead of freaking out like I want to do, I focus on the strength and the warmth of his large hand in my smaller hand.
“Take deep breaths, Taui. In and out. I’ve got you.” His calm voice makes me feel so much better. It makes me feel alive and present.
“Promise?” I ask, sucking in and pushing out lungfuls of air.
“Always.”
Before I know it, we are flying toward home. The flight itself isn’t long, but once the captain turns off the seatbelt sign, Bolton unbuckles my seatbelt and lifts me into his arms as if I weigh nothing. He carries me back toward the bedroom. The plane is set up to be most efficient. It seats ten and has a small bedroom and bathroom in the back of the plane. There is a little kitchen area, but Bolton didn’t use any flight attendants for the return flight since it’s just us. For the first time, I wonder when he sent the others back home, but I don’t ask.
At the foot of the bed, he sets me back down on my feet and kisses me. Really kisses me. All the air leaves my lungs, and I sink into him.
Suddenly, he’s got me down on the bed, with him under me. I am facing downward so that my face is so, so close to his hard cock. He’s still wearing his jeans, but they do little to hide his thick, mouthwatering bulge. I was so swept up in his kisses that I didn’t realize he’d taken my skirt off of me. I’m still not wearing panties because he never gave me any to wear, and I am a thousand percent okay with that.
“Take my cock out, Taui,” he growls as his tongue hits my clit for the first time. Holy shit. It’s the first time anything other than my own finger hits my clit, and I see stars. I fumble with his pants, finally, blessedly pulling him out of his boxers. He’s hard and already leaking for me. Greedily, I lick his seed up before sucking him into my mouth. “Fuck,” he groans, making me smile around his cock.
I lose track of how many times his deft mouth makes me come all the while I am sucking his hard cock with eveything I have. When he finally does let me come, I scream, but the sound is of course, muffled by the fact that mouth is stuffed full of his cock. He comes down my throat and it’s a freaking miracle that I didn’t choke to death, but it would have been worth it.