Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
After rinsing off and getting dressed, I remember the basket outside the bedroom door. I’d been in such a hurry to get my hand on my dick that I forgot it. I peek out of the room and snatch it up, closing the door again. The next time I show her my body, she’s going to be anxiously waiting to see it. Damn it, I’m getting my cock hard again just thinking about her.
Quickly, I get dressed and slip on a pair of jeans and a white tee. I have nice enough feet to leave them as is. As soon as I get downstairs, she’s waiting for me. “Lead the way, Mr. Reynolds.” I take her hand because I’m a fucking glutton for punishment and we enter my office. “Wow. Yeah. You hire a cleaning crew?”
“Ha, ha. No one’s allowed in here.”
“I better go, then.” She lifts her leg to spin, but I bring her back, pulling her to my chest.
“No one except you. I need your help, Ava.”
“Okay.” She tilts her head and smiles. I can’t stop myself. My mouth comes down on hers. Our first kiss. One hand slides into her long hair, gripping the base of her skull, while my other hand pulls her firmly to me at the small of back. Her soft lips mold to mine, perfectly fitting. I tug on her strands. “Open up, Ava,” I grunt against her mouth, deepening the soul-penetrating kiss with my tongue swiping inside. Her hands move to my chest and then over my shoulders and around my neck. “Tobias,” she moans, gripping tighter, rolling her warm pussy against my throbbing need.
I pull back before I fuck her on the desk. “Tonight,” I whisper, kissing her lips lightly. She nods, stealing another kiss on my chin before walking over to the other side of the room.
“So what do we need to get done?” she asks.
After catching my breath, I walk around and sit at my desk to get my body under control. “Okay, I actually sold some of the livestock off today, so I need to enter everything into the computer and then file the actual paper invoices. I keep both paper and electronic copies. As you can see, a storm can knock out electricity, so despite how many feel it’s outdated, the risk of losing important records causes me to keep a paper trail.” I explain to her the filing method and what I need to enter the rest of the year’s figures and the sales slips. It’s mostly for my benefit to get it done now before I submit everything to my accountant in Billings.
It’s already eight thirty and we’re getting to the last of the paperwork. My stomach lets out a loud rumble. “Since I’m almost done with this, could you start dinner?”
“Absolutely.” She gets up from her chair and hands me the rest of the files she organized for entry. “It’ll be ready in half an hour. The sauce has been simmering for a while now.”
“Good. I can’t wait to have it.” She saunters out of the room and closes the door behind her. My phone rings just then and she brings it into the office. “Thank you,” I whisper as she leaves again. I hit the green answer button. “Happy New Year’s Eve, Lara!”
“Happy New Year’s Eve. I hear you have a little bird that flew into your nest. I’m so happy for you, bro!”
“Thanks. I hope to persuade her to stay.”
“It’s so awesome that I know her. Go give her the dick, and she’ll stay. It works. Trust me. A good dicking, and a woman is pliable.”
“I hope to seduce her into cooking up more than just food.”
“Get to it, big brother.”
“I’m trying, little sister. Have a good night. Happy New Year.” I hang up and get busy working. I can’t wait until we’re done eating because I want her for dessert. Fuck, the thought of her pussy on my face. I rub my short stubble, wondering if she’ll like it against her sensitive skin.
The second I enter the kitchen, I pull Ava into my arms. "I missed these lips."
"They missed you too." She throws her arms around my neck and she gives me a smile that I can't resist. My hand comes to her ass, lifting her against my ridge as I crash my lips to hers. "Tobias, I need you."
I turn off the stove and carry her into the living room. We fall onto the sofa and I kiss up and down her neck, moving back to her mouth. Kneeling, I grab the waistband of her leggings and tug them off, taking her panties with them. I groan at the sight of her sex soaked with need. "Part your legs, babe. I want to see what you have for me." She does and I bend down, nudging her thighs until they're over my shoulders and her pretty pink slit is in my face. I run my tongue over her lips, tasting my woman and becoming addicted.