Total pages in book: 167
Estimated words: 157175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 786(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 786(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
‘You’re very demanding, Jesse Ward.’ The huskiness of her voice forces me to inhale, deeply and controlled. Yes, she sometimes still runs away from me, but sometimes she runs to me. Like now. When she knows I’m charged and waiting in the office.
My eyes fall to the door, energy surging through me. Come on, baby. I hear her hustling down the corridor towards the office, and then the door swings open.
And there she is. My gorgeous wife. She looks no different from the day I met her. Sexy. Beautiful. The perfect mix of elegance and sass. ‘Zero, baby,’ I murmur, cutting our call and tossing my phone on her desk.
A familiar shiver bumps its way up my spine, and I smile, taking in every fucking perfect inch of her. She places a hand on the door frame, leaning into it as she chews her lip, eyes full of delight. Delight at seeing me. Her husband. The man she loves. ‘Good day?’ she asks.
‘It’s better now,’ I admit. ‘Are you going to make it even better?’
Her greedy stare drinks me in. I love it. I love how she can’t control her need to ogle me constantly, either. Yeah, so I’m fifty this weekend. So fucking what. I’ve still got it. I suddenly feel like the god she thinks I am. The god I know I am. ‘Well?’ I prompt. She knows that there’s only one right answer to this question.
She shrugs, playing it cool. Such a waste of her time. And mine.
‘Don’t play games with me, lady.’
‘You love our games.’
‘Not as much as I love being buried to the hilt inside you.’ I drop my feet from the desk and stand. ‘You’re wasting valuable time. Come here.’
‘Come get me.’ She shuts the door behind her and flips the lock as I stalk forward, her eyes shining harder with each step I take. Her body tenses, preparing for my attack. Every nerve ending I have is alive and screaming for her. A swift dip and grab has her over my shoulder, and I’m on my way back to the desk.
She’s laughing, her palms sliding under the waistband of my shorts onto my arse. She squeezes, digging her nails into the flesh. ‘You’re all sweaty.’
I lay her on the desk and spread myself all over her, pinning her in place with one hand while sliding her dress up her body as she wriggles defiantly. Pointlessly. ‘Stop fighting me, baby,’ I warn, pulling it up over her head and tossing the material aside before going for the knickers. I smile at the lace concealing her from me, reaching down with my mouth and taking the side between my teeth.
‘Jesse!’ she yells, head tossing back and forth, her body writhing.
I laugh under my breath. The play for power never gets old. ‘Who has the power?’ I ask, ripping the material from her waist and spitting it out.
‘You, you fucking control freak!’
‘Watch your mouth!’ I pull the cups of her bra down and shove my shorts down my thighs, freeing my raging hard-on.
Heavy eyes lift to mine as she sits up, takes hold of my cock, and executes a deadly stroke down the shaft. My torso folds, the sensation of her warm palm surrounding my flesh overwhelming. ‘Fuck, Ava,’ I choke out, resting my hands on her shoulders, my chin dropped to my chest. ‘I’m sure I could chase the moon and catch it when you’re touching me.’ I’m pretty sure I could do anything. I’m invincible, indestructible. Yet I’m so utterly vulnerable, too.
She lowers back down to the desk and arches, her breathing shallow, her face damp and flushed. The sight is out of this world, the sounds magic. ‘Fuck me,’ she demands, impatient and eager. ‘Please, fuck me.’
‘Watch your mouth, Ava,’ I warn, taking her behind the knees and yanking her forward. ‘I have every intention of fucking you, wife. Hard. Fast.’
The wonderful heat of her pussy is pulling me in like a magnet. The burning need in me intensifies. ‘Oh, Jesus, baby.’ I bend and kiss each nipple in turn before standing and ramming forward unforgivingly, panting like a motherfucker as she screams through the shock. It’s always as good as the first time.
Her hands fly up over her head to cling onto the side of the desk. ‘Oh God!’
I grit my teeth, withdrawing and driving forward. Hard.
‘Jesse!’
‘You like that, lady?’
‘Harder,’ she demands, her eyes wild. ‘Remind me.’
‘Of what?’
‘Anything.’ She flexes her hips, egging me on. ‘Show me who has the power.’
My smile is wide and satisfied as I watch her waiting for me to do as she’s ordered. But I won’t. Not until she says those three magic words. I abruptly stop and hold still, buried deep in her warmth, waiting. ‘Say it,’ I breathe, dropping my torso to hers and kissing the side of her mouth. ‘Give me what I want and I’ll give you want you want.’