Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Mackenzie sighed. “Yes, we exchanged numbers with him because we were looking out for you.”
“Does Juliet know?”
“I’ve sent her a text. Please, tell me why you sound miserable.”
The door to the bedroom opened, and Preston stepped inside.
“I have to go right now. I will talk to you soon, okay.”
“Wait, Eliza, he wanted to know how to get you to fall for him. I told him about the ten and that he should ask you.”
“Huh, what?” Mackenzie hung up, and Eliza looked at Preston.
“I take it that was Mackenzie?” he asked.
“You called her.”
Preston closed the door. “We’re alone.” He still flicked the lock into place.
That one action should not have her aroused, and yet, her nipples puckered. The sex they shared had been good. Not groundbreaking, but it was nice. She’d been just as into it, and it wasn’t like she lasted a long time. She had checked, and they had each reached orgasm within fifteen minutes of starting.
Preston’s tongue was a deadly weapon. There was no way he should be allowed to go anywhere with that thing.
“Everyone had errands to run and stuff to do.” She reached for the Aguire file. “I got the notes we’re going to need.”
“I don’t care about work.” He threw a box onto the bed, and she turned to see it was a multi-pack of condoms.
“You went shopping.”
“I have never been more embarrassed than I was today.” He started to open his shirt, button by button.
She licked her lips, seeing his chest as he removed his shirt.
He stepped up to her, and she didn’t fight him as he started to remove her shirt. There was no rush in his. She dropped her cell phone to the floor as he pushed her shirt off her shoulders. He spun her toward him so her back was flush with his chest. Then he flicked the catch of her bra, dispensing with it in the same fashion as he had with her shirt.
When he got to her shorts, she expected him to remove them, but instead, his hand moved down to cup her between her thighs.
She leaned back, resting her head against his shoulder. The moan didn’t stay trapped in her throat, but came out.
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll stop all of this,” he said.
She kept her lips closed.
“I don’t want just one taste, Eliza.” He reached up, flicking the button of her shorts. When she arrived back home after being with Preston the first time, she’d changed into the shorts as they felt more comfortable in the heat of summer.
It didn’t matter what she was wearing. With Preston removing her clothes, they were soon on the floor with her panties.
Sometime during the process, he’d removed his jeans and boxer briefs. He came up behind her, naked, the hard ridge of his cock pressing into her back.
His hands went to her hips, sliding around her stomach, then moving up. He moved his lips up to her neck, kissing right over her pulse. Her nipples tightened at the contact, a moan falling from her mouth as he cupped her tits.
Preston pinched her nipples at the same time his teeth sank against her neck. She cried out. The pleasure shot straight to her pussy, lighting her on fire.
“I can do so much better, Eliza.”
He let go of her breasts, moving down her stomach and going between her thighs to stroke her clit. He didn’t linger as he moved down toward her cunt, sliding in a single finger, followed by a second. “I want this pussy to belong to me.”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
His thumb stroked over her clit. He pulled his hand from her pussy, and she opened her eyes, watching as he lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked each digit, tasting her, one by one.
She was shocked that he did this.
“I want to taste your pussy again,” he said.
All she could do was jerk her head. She didn’t know what had happened to Preston, but she had no problem with his commanding tone.
He placed her on the edge of the bed, told her to keep her thighs open, and then, he knelt between her legs. “I want you to watch,” he said.
Preston put her hands on her knees. “Keep them there.”
She looked down as he moved between her thighs, his tongue touching her pussy. He pressed two fingers deep inside her, and she moaned. Her hands clenched tight around her knees as he started to lick at her pussy.
This wasn’t fair.
She hadn’t been ready.
But under his touch, she forgot about him being her boss. Her worries ebbed away, and she focused on the moment, on being with Preston. The man who was a true mystery to her. The same man he kept hidden from the rest of the world. She didn’t mind the asshole he was, so long as it wasn’t directed at her. There was nothing she hated more than to be reprimanded by him, but seeing him unleash the asshole in the boardroom, well, that was a thing of beauty.