Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Oh, crap.
Her bad mood disappeared in an instant, replaced instead by a chaotic mix that was now familiar in a bittersweet kind of way. There was pain and pleasure, fear and excitement, hate and...something else.
She watched his dark eyes burn the moment he realized she was there, and her heart started to thunder as he walked towards her.
“Ciao, bambina.”
“Ciao.” She wanted to sound casual, but the way her voice squeaked totally put an end to that, and when his lips twitched, she knew he knew what she really was feeling inside.
And it was desire.
White-hot in its intensity, its flames fanned by their every sexual encounter – and, oh there was more than one every time they met – her desire for him seemed to know no bounds. She only had to see him, and she would find herself literally craving for his touch.
And even with her brothers under the same roof, in the very same floor in fact – it made no difference.
Willing her body to stop trembling, she said unevenly, “I w-wasn’t expecting you.”
“I know.” Marcus’ tone was matter-of-fact. “But I missed you.” Translation: I want to fuck you. “Badly.” Now.
Anneke gulped.
Dark eyes glittering, he asked huskily, “Is there anywhere we can talk in private?”
She cleared her throat. “Umm, yes.” Her breasts began to swell behind her bra, her nipples started to pucker, and Anneke swung away clumsily, not wanting him to realize just how easily aroused she was. “Follow me, please.”
She tried to keep her pace steady even though she was tempted to make a run for it, and especially when she felt his gaze fall on her butt – and stay there.
Marcus, you jerk.
When they made it to her corner office, he insisted on opening the door, murmuring, “Ladies first.”
As she stepped past him, she caught a whiff of his oh-so-familiar scent—-
Big mistake.
Her knees knocked hard against each other, and she almost tripped over her own feet on her way in. Spinning around, she watched him close the door, willing herself to calm down. But when he turned to face her—-
It was no use.
Marcus grunted when Anneke suddenly launched herself at him. His arms closed around her automatically even as his back landed against the door—-
Their mouths touched.
And neither of them wanted to speak or even think after that.
Their kiss didn’t break even as Marcus let Anneke slide back to her feet and both of them worked in undue haste to undress each other. He groaned when her fingers finally had his zipper down, and she moaned when she felt him push her bra down to bare her breasts to his sight.
Her fingers wrapped around his erection just as his mouth closed over one nipple.
Their bodies buckled against each other.
She began to stroke him, and he began to suck.
Soon, they were on the floor, Anneke lying over him, her fingers stroking him to an erection while he moved on to devour her other breast.
“Anneke.” He couldn’t help groaning her name out loud at the way she milked his cock so beautifully. “Dio.” And suddenly it wasn’t enough to simply drive her mad by worshipping her breasts. Releasing her nipple, he clasped her by the waist and, ignoring her protests, he flipped her position above her body.
In an instant, she found herself facing straight down at his cock while—-
“Aaaaaah!”
Marcus had pushed her panties to the side and began eating her pussy without warning. She moaned and buckled, but he still didn’t let go, and so she frantically did the same, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his erection out.
His cock was already fully erect, and she stretched her mouth as wide open as possible before slowly swallowing its length, inch by inch.
His body jerked, and she sucked hard on the head of his cock.
Marcus let out a growl, and then his hips started jutting, and his cock began thrusting deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
Oh God.
She loved every moment of it.
They pleasured each other mindlessly with his mouth on her pussy, his cock in her mouth, and it was so, so good tears started to sting her eyes.
Her fingers dug deep into the muscled cheeks of his ass as she felt her body begin to stir. She was close.
So, so close.
But she didn’t want to come alone and so she ran her tongue over the wet, sensitive slit on the head of his cock, over and over until she felt him arch under her while rasping her name out.
“Anneke.”
And he, too, seemed to want her to reach the point of no return as two fingers joined his mouth, all of it for the sole purpose of destroying her pussy with the most excruciating pleasure.
His tongue and fingers thrust alternately, giving her absolutely no time to breathe—-
“M-Marcus!” She began to break, and she sucked harder and harder on his cock. “Marcus!”