Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Her movements become less even, and I see a furrow between her brows. Ignoring my cock, my hands go to the tops of her thighs, and her eyes snap open.
“Let me help you get there,” I say, and there’s a little needy whine in the back of her throat. My thumb goes to the front of her panties, and the next time she rocks forward, I brush it over the wet spot right against her clit.
Her moan is loud, and I have to put my hand over her mouth as I keep going. Over and over, I strum her little clit, and she begins to hump my leg faster.
“What a sweet girl you are,” I say, and she whimpers. “Look how good you are for me.”
“Samuel,” she moans behind my hand, and I grunt as I feel precum leak from my cock.
“My pretty girl,” I praise, and her hips rock forward one final time.
She cries out against my hand, and I use my other to rub gentle circles over her wet panties. Her sounds of pleasure are loud, and I love how vocal she is when she comes apart. Her cheeks are flushed, and her body goes limp as I catch and pull her against my chest. She lies against it while she tries to catch her breath, and I smile as I kiss the top of her head.
“See how much better you feel?” I ask softly as I gently run my hand up and down her back. “You did so well, and you looked darling as you came. I couldn’t have asked for anyone more perfect.”
I feel her cuddle closer to me, and my lips brush against her forehead. Just as thoughts of touching her to see how wet she is enter my mind, there’s a knock on my office door.
Parker tenses, and I immediately become angry that someone has broken this perfect moment. Instead of lashing out at whoever is on that side of the door, I turn to my beautiful girl.
“Let’s see if you left something on my pants before I answer that.”
Chapter Seven
Parker
I cover my face with my hands when I see the wet spot on his slacks. It’s not a small one either. How the heck did I get him that wet? And is it normal for there to be so much? I have no clue because this is my first freaking orgasm.
“You marked me.” He sounds smug about it, so I peek through my fingers.
He’s staring at the spot on his pants, smiling, but then it drops when another knock sounds at the door. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. He’s irritated that someone has bothered us, and I have to admit I kind of forgot I’m at work right now. I always forget reality when Samuel is near me. Everything but him goes out the window.
He said he’d felt something different with me, and I want to believe that because I too feel different about him. He’s unlike anyone else I’ve ever met. The reason I’m still a virgin is because no one has ever made me want to lose it with them. There has never been that spark or attraction. Until now.
“Eat while I handle this.” My stomach chooses that moment to growl, and the knot I’d had there is now gone. He was right, I do feel a ton better.
I straighten my skirt before moving to the end of the sofa, then take a bite of my pancakes.
“My good girl,” he says, and it’s silly how my body reacts when he calls me his girl. I feel special and want to do more to earn his praise, so I take another big bite of the pancakes as he walks over to answer his door.
When it swings open, the knot I’d thought Samuel cured comes right back at the sight of my father. He’d completely slipped my mind, and I was supposed to message him when I got here.
“Morning, Matthews.”
“Morning, Louis,” Samuel responds, still looking a bit irritated.
“I heard you stole my daughter for yourself,” my dad says with a proud smile. I glance down at myself to make sure there are no signs of what took place moments ago. This is worse than the dildo thing. My father would lose his mind if he knew what I just did to Samuel.
My first day on the job, and I seduced the boss. Wait, or did he seduce me? Doesn’t matter. I’m sure I’ll be blamed when it comes to my dad.
“My PA Anthony has been tried up with the Ferrara project, so I thought I could swipe one of the interns to help me with some of my day-to-day needs.” Samuel glances over at me, smirking.
“How is that going?” My father steps into Samuel’s office.
“Beautifully,” he responds. “She follows orders perfectly.”