Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Sounds exhausting.” I couldn’t imagine living my life on such a rigid schedule. Sure, I had to get up extra early every morning of my life—except Tuesdays—but by two in the afternoon my day was over and I was free to do whatever I wanted, after a catnap of course. “Do you enjoy it?”
“The hectic schedule? Not really but it’s all part of the business, which I do love.” His face lit up when he talked about his work, which I didn’t expect but it made me curious.
“What do you love about it?” I laughed at the hesitant look he shot me. “It’s not a trap or a trick, I’m genuinely interested in your answer.” I assumed it was all about the potential to make big piles of cash and to my own chagrin, I never even considered the idea that he loved his work.
“I can’t deny that I do love making a deal, negotiating and the push and pull of making sure we both get what we want without giving up too much to the person on the other side of the table. But the thing I love most is taking a plot of land, just dirt and rock and turning it into something magnificent. There’s nothing like it.”
Lee was handsome on a regular day but when he spoke about his career, his face lit up and he went from handsome to breathtaking. “What?”
“Nothing,” I blinked and shook my head, flashing a nervous smile. “It’s just that you’re so happy and glowing when you talk about your work and it made me realize something. Our jobs aren’t so different. We both take ingredients and turn them into something else.”
His smile grew. “You’re right. Do you feel that way after taking flour and sugar and butter and turning into dozens of amazing edibles?”
“Oh yeah, and watching customers eat them, smiling and groaning and telling me how much they love my creations. It’s nice. Okay,” I laughed. “It’s more than nice.”
He leaned forward, still smiling. “Looks like we have something else in common.”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “Looks like it.” I wrapped my arms around him a second before his mouth crashed to mine in a blistering kiss that shook me to my core. No one had ever kissed me with such intensity, with such a hunger that felt like they’d die if they didn’t get another taste of me. I kissed him back just as intensely, flicking my tongue against his until he moaned and pulled my body with him as he rolled to his back.
“I love the way you feel. So soft in my hands.” His voice was rough and low while his hands kneaded my hips and ass as he guided me back and forth over the ridge of his erection.
“You feel pretty good too,” I moaned and tossed my head back as my hips moved on their own, desperate for the feel of his body against mine. “So, so good.”
“Tease,” he growled and ripped off my shirt, smiling at the sight of my nipples pebbled by a combination of this man and the cool air. “Mmm, perfect,” he hummed before he wrapped his lips around that tight bud and sucked, swirling his tongue around it, nibbling it and sucking it again.
“Lee,” I panted at the pleasure he gave me and speared my fingers through his hair, holding him in place.
He moved to the other nipple and my whole body vibrated with need. The little groans he made as if the taste of me was getting to him pushed me closer to the edge. His hands slid down my back and into my pants, gripping my ass possessively. “Come. Now.”
“I’m right here,” I told him, confused by the hot request.
“No, right here.” He leaned back and licked his lips. “Sit on my face.”
My cheeks heated but my whole body got hot at the idea of doing something so naughty. “Are you sure? I mean, I can’t be responsible for killing a billionaire.”
He laughed and patted the spot beside his head. “Right here.”
I weighed my options. Twice. And once I realized how hot this experience could be, I jumped to my feet and shucked out of my pants with a greedy smile as my gaze landed on the giant bulge in his pants. “I’ve never done this before,” I told him as I sank onto his face and reached inside his pants.
“You don’t have to, ah,” he moaned when I fisted his cock in my hand. “Nix, fuck.”
I smiled around his thick length and intensified my movements, taking him deeper and adding more moisture between us. His hips began to move and so did mine because every swipe of his tongue, every time he invaded me with his tongue, my body jerked. I was wrapped up in the moment, giving and receiving at the same time was such a head rush and the intensity of it was all-consuming. It was as if nothing else in the world existed between us, just our bodies and the heat that flickered beside us.