Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
I squeeze her ass to make my point. She smiles at me, and some of the melancholy leaves her.
“Part of the reason that I’m worried about you working for JM Tech is that Gray’s father John died while working on this compound with my father.”
“Is that how he died?”
“I don’t know, and my father isn’t talking.” I sigh as I kiss her forehead and then her cheek. “I won’t stop you from going to work, I just want you to be safe. Will you let me do that?”
“How do you plan on keeping me safe?”
“Taking you to work and picking you up. And having lunch with you every day.” I smile, and she pretends to think it over.
“I mean, I guess I can do that.”
My hand slides up the inside of her thigh, and I brush my fingers under her skirt. “Spread your legs.”
“Key,” she admonishes and glances around.
“Nobody is going to see. Spread them for me.”
She looks around once more before her knees slowly part. I slip my fingers insider her panties and rub them up and down her slick seam. She’s wet, and her little clit is begging for attention. I bring my finger to my mouth and suck off the juice before I dip them back in her panties.
“I want you to sit on my face,” I say, and her eyes widen. “I’ll be quick.”
“Keaton, we’re in the back of a freaking car!”
“Let me worry about that.”
She cries out as I pull the lever on the right and my chair falls all the way back. I grab her hips and lift her up so that her knees are on either side of the headrest. She plants her hands on the third row seat, and I pull her ass down so that her pussy is right over my mouth.
“They say breakfast is the most important meal of the day,” I say before I lick her wet lips and then suck on her clit.
“Oh god, Key!” She moans loudly and rocks her hips.
I wiggle my tongue inside of her so deep as she moves on my face and I eat every drop. She’s panting and clawing at the leather as I go back and forth from her clit to her opening. Her pussy is dripping wet, and all I can think about is how slippery it’s going to be on my cock.
“Fucking ride my face,” I growl as her thighs shake.
“Oh god, I’m going to—” Her words are cut off as I slide my fingers inside her and suck on her clit at the same time.
When she cums on my face, it’s like all my dreams have come true. The feel of her soft pussy on my mouth, the sweet taste of her release, and the echoes of her moans make me feel like a god. Once I’ve licked her clean and slid her panties back into place, I lower her down to lay across my chest.
“How am I supposed to go to work like this?” Her words are mumbled and sleepy.
“Don’t. Stay with me all day.”
“Ughh,” she grumbles as she sits up. “You’re trying to distract me.”
“Yes.” I lean forward to bury my face in her neck and inhale her scent.
The car comes to a stop and I glance through the dark windows to see we’re here. Suddenly my good mood begins to fade and the gloomy cloud of being without Elsy arrives.
“You’ll have lunch with me today?” she asks as she straightens her skirt and fixes her shirt.
“I wouldn’t miss it,” I say, then kiss her goodbye and help her out of the SUV.
She’s smiling, and her cheeks are flushed with happiness as she walks into the building. I stand there for a long time to make sure she’s okay, and then I glare up at the skyscraper.
Chapter Eleven
ELSY
I pull my hair up as I make my way inside the building, and I know he’s watching me the entire way. Keaton has no idea how tempting the offer to work for his family was. It’s not the Lone name that draws me to the idea; it’s Keaton. When we were in school, we did everything together. I believed we’d grow up to work together one day.
You really never know what life is going to throw at you, and I’ve had so many highs and lows already. I also want a chance to see for myself what’s going on with him. I might not have much to offer, but his father is one of the smartest men in the world, and I would love to be able to see what’s really happening inside of Keaton. I find it interesting that when he’s around me, he’s calm, and that could change their research. It has to mean something.
“Ma’am.” A guard greets me the second I step into the building. “We’ll need your purse, cell phone, and ID.”