Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
I release Avril so fast she gasps, and then gasps again as I spin her around. Taking her by the shoulders, I put my face right into hers and tell her in a low, menacing voice. “Don’t go there, Av. What happened out there has happened countless times between the two of you. That has nothing to do with what we’re doing in our private lives.”
Contrition immediately softens her face and her head falls forward to rest on my chest. She sighs and says, “I know. I’m being such a bitch, and I have no clue why.”
I wrap my arms around her again, this time to squeeze her. “It’s just what you two do. You bicker like siblings.”
She gives a giggle and lifts her head up. “How come you and I never fight like that?”
“Because I’m the boss and you can’t treat me that way,” I say with a grin.
To this, she responds by going quickly to tiptoe and planting a fast kiss on me. “You’re a jackass just like Andrew.”
Big mistake putting that mouth on me.
My arms tighten around her and kiss her back, but mine’s not fast. Instead, it’s slow and deep and there’s no mistaking what I want when I grind my cock into her.
“Dane,” she whispers, all throaty and needy.
“Christ, I fucking want you so bad,” I mutter as I drag her skirt up her thighs. “Want me to call Andrew in here?”
She shakes her head. “I’ll make it up to him.”
I push past the surge of jealousy over her need to keep us both on even ground with her. I should be happy I have her alone now, yet I’m already envious of her making this up to him. Which is weird, because to my knowledge, Andrew hasn’t been with her alone since that one and only time at his apartment. The past four nights, Avril and I have been at the club and Andrew only joined us two of those nights. The other nights, he begged off with “too much work to do” but I actually know he’s keeping some distance. Andrew told me he only wanted the threesome as it was the best way for him to keep the intimacy between him and Avril to a minimum. Andrew… protecting his heart, and I’m wondering if perhaps he didn’t have the right idea since I spend too much fucking time thinking about being with Avril.
Making quick work of my pants, Avril manages to free my cock, which is stiff and aching for her. She strokes me while our mouths work at each other. Because I know we shouldn’t stay too long in here, I spin her around so she can brace against the sink.
“Ass out,” I tell her. She lowers her torso parallel to the floor and arches her back so her ass is tilted beautifully in the air.
“Hurry,” she says in an urgent tone.
Pulling her underwear to the side, I expose the back of her pussy, which is glistening wet for me, and I don’t hesitate putting the head of my cock right there.
She’s tight and not ready other than being soaked, so I work my way into her with short thrusts, going deeper each time.
Avril lifts her head and stares at me in the mirror. When I lodge myself all the way in, she gives me the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen on a woman. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she challenges me. “Now fuck me hard, Dane. Make me see stars.”
So I do.
Thirty thousand feet in the air, I fuck her so hard my balls ache from slapping against her. Avril holds nothing back, moaning loudly and calling out my name. No doubt in my mind the stewardess and Andrew can probably hear us, but I’m past giving a fuck. All I need is for us both to come hard.
♦
Avril proceeds me out of the bathroom, and I follow her down the short aisle back to our seats. She steps in front of Andrew, who is surfing on his computer, and he doesn’t spare her a glance.
The stewardess is still in the galley. As I sit down, Andrew says dryly, “Was that as good as it sounded?”
“Better,” Avril says prissily, and I shoot her a glare. She shrugs and looks out the window.
“Nice,” Andrew mutters in a voice that says her comment was anything but.
“Okay, you two,” I say in exasperation. “As owner of this company, I’m telling you to both grow the fuck up right now.”
They shoot me twin glares, but I ignore them. “Andrew… we’re not approving additional developers until after we meet with Fabron. Depending on how it goes this week in our talks, we’ll revisit it.”
Avril’s smile turns upward in satisfaction. I wipe it right back off when I say, “Avril… I want you to go ahead and start the process to move the money over into the R&D budget because, in all honesty, my gut is telling me that we should develop our own cytometer and we might as well get the money rolling.”