The Naughty List Read Online Jade West

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
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My panties will be sweaty as fuck given my stress at watching Richard. He’s finished with the phone and is now sitting at his desk, doing something at his PC.

My heart has sunk so low. Fuck how I hate my past life.

“Here he comes.” Eb nudges me.

Richard is coming over, some papers in his hand. He’s smiling. Dare I hope? I say a little prayer anyway.

“Just need three signatures,” he says, handing me the papers and a pen.

Oh my God. I stare at my copy of the tenancy agreement as though it’s a graduation certificate. And in a way, I guess it is.

“All yours,” Richard says. “I’ll call as soon as you can collect the keys.”

I can’t thank him enough, and can’t thank Eb enough for coming along for the ride. I’m squeezing her arm again as we walk down the street to the tube station.

“Welcome to Belgravia, Holly,” she says.

“Thanks. What a shocker.”

“Hardly. I knew it from day one.” She clears her throat. “And on that note… what’s the latest on you and the pierced Adonis?”

I get a huge flutter of butterflies at her words.

“We’ve lined up a date on Friday night. He’s booked a restaurant in Kensington.”

“There you go, picking up a Belgravia apartment and a Belgravia superstar in the same week? Life’s a winner.”

“Yeah, it sure is.”

I only pray it stays that way. Life can be bliss, but heartache can be hiding like a bitch behind any corner. I know that only too well.

I shunt those thoughts aside. The past is over now. Connor is gone, and Belgravia is coming. In the interim, I’ve got clients to focus on. Friday might just be a few nights away, but they are going to be busy ones. Ebony is right. I am a whore-aholic.

“Ever been used in front of a window?” I ask her, changing the subject. “I’ve got exhibitionism on the cards tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Many times. It’s pretty hot actually, being spotted by people outside, especially when they stop and watch you getting used.”

“Yeah. Sounds pretty hot.”

She gives me another elbow nudge as we get on the tube.

“Call it practice. With windows like your new ones, Josh will be fucking you in front of them every chance he gets.”

I burn up at that, because the thought of Josh fucking me in front of those Belgravia windows gives me flutters. But it’s not just that I burn up at. It’s the inevitable announcement before it. What do I say to him on date number one? How do I drop the news my apartment viewings have led me to the other side of the courtyard from his?

It has to be in person, because I’m not just dropping that as a casual one liner on messenger. Howdy, neighbour!

“I mean it, Eb,” I say when we reach her tube station. “Don’t go blabbing about my new place to Tiff before I’ve told Josh, ok? I need to break the news myself.”

“Don’t worry,” she says, and pulls me in for a hug. “My lips are sealed. I’ll leave that pleasure all to you.”

I’m not sure how much of a pleasure it’ll be to sound like a stalker when Josh hears my news, but I’ll give it my best shot.

In the meantime, I’ve got some director level panty play, and a whole night of glass pane action ahead before I can think about Josh doing me in front of one.

New sofa money, here I come.

Chapter Four

User 4109. Male. 46.

One of the wonders of a director’s international business meetings with their colleagues in the US, is late nights. Sometimes I need a little extra to keep me ‘entertained’.

‘Entertained’ for me normally constitutes dirty women working magic on my cock, while I try to keep my professional composure. What a battle.

I have an important online meeting coming up, which only heightens the thrill of having a whore under the desk, trying to tempt me while I’m talking budgets with the global team.

There are plenty of risks involved with this kind of activity.

One is being discovered, after which it would be likely security staff would escort you from the premises. Office workers may well be passing the internal windows and catch sight of the scene unfolding.

Of course, there is always a risk that my load will blow as I’m presenting my conclusions on next year’s budget, and my colleagues might get to see what a sex hungry cunt I am, with a bitch under my desk, sucking my balls dry.

For this proposal, you will be a slutty intern with ideas above her station, taking advantage of my meeting to sneak into my office without my approval. You will be a cheap temptress, crawling across the floor to position yourself between my legs and free my cock like it’s a fucking prize.

You’ll be playing with yourself, whimpering just below microphone levels. Oh, how dare you. You’ll be a sopping wet mess, who gets slammed in punishment once the meeting is over. You’ll get more than you bargained for, and I’ll have the power to make sure you keep your silence over it.


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