Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
The soft click of the lock being engaged sent a ripple of anticipation down my spine.
“Sophia,” he said, still behind me, and I felt a chill race up my spine. Lucian’s voice sounded lower than usual… almost a growl.
I turned and faced him, and every single part of my body instantly aware of his presence at just the imposing, massive, and dominating sight of him.
He stood in front of the door with his hands in the front pockets of his expensive slacks. After a second, he walked by me, his steps slow and deliberate. I didn't miss how he almost came thto a standstill when we were side by side, when he leaned in to the crown of my head and inhaled the scent my hair.
But just as quickly as he’d done it, he resumed walking, until he got to his desk and propped himself against the edge. With his arms crossed and his piercing blue gaze pinning me in place, the man looked like the world revolved around him.
“You’ve seemed distracted all day. And I’m wondering why that is.”
My breath hitched at the low tenor of his voice, the weight of his words suffocating me with an erotic haze. I could’ve lied, but what was the point? “I've been waiting for you to make it known we’re together… like we talked about.”
He cocked a dark eyebrow and stayed silent for long seconds. “You think I’d flaunt and showboat the most precious thing in my life?”
My heart skipped a beat at what he just implied I was to him.
He slowly shook his head. “No, sweet girl. You don’t shove a priceless gem into the faces of those around you. You let them know what you have… intimately.”
I thought back to his little touches, to the way he said my name around his employees. My first name, not my last like he did everyone else—including me up until today. This man had made it known I was his and his alone the entire day.
“But if my girl wants me to mark her in front of everyone, I can certainly oblige since she’s so good for me and gives me everything I want.”
My pussy was already soaked, like I was his whore. And because he was a perceptive bastard, he knew exactly the effect he had on me.
He smiled, darkly and knowingly, and moved around his desk to open a drawer. He reached inside, and when he pulled out the horned Krampus mask, my legs nearly gave out.
“Or maybe I should leave my office door cracked open and fuck you over my desk while I wear this again. That way, anyone walking by can see how my bebbi likes to take her cock?”
My throat tightened, and my mouth went dry at the very crude way he put that… and at how much it turned me on.
We were both so quiet that I heard it when the last three employees left. I wondered what they whispered behind our backs. I wondered what they thought we were doing in here.
Probably exactly what is about to happen.
“You know how many times I’ve thought about fucking you on my desk, Sophia?” His voice was smooth but edged with wickedness.
I stared at him, my heart pounding. How was I supposed to respond?
“Too many times to count.” His tone dripped with pure sex as he added, “I’ve thought about spreading those cheeks and licking at that tight, little hole nestled between them.”
My knees threatened to give out as his words caused my pussy to clench and my clit to pulse.
“I’ve fantasized about bending you over my desk and pushing up those tight-as-fuck pencil skirts you always wear. I’ve envisioned bringing my belt down on your ass until your cheeks are reddened with welts or covered in my handprints.” He crooked his finger at me to come closer.
I followed his silent order instantly until only the length of the piece of furniture in question separated us.
“Lift that skirt and bend over the desk.”
I licked my lips while my body switched to autopilot, my pussy quivering, dripping cum down my inner thighs.
I gripped the edge of my skirt and dragged it up, and when it was to my waist, he gestured for me to take my panties off. I pushed the wet material down until the little scrap of fabric landed around my ankles, and I stepped out of them, flipping them off to the side.
And then I leaned on his desk so my ass popped out.
He came to stand behind me, smoothed his hand up my leg, gathering my juices. Placing his large palm over my ass cheeks, he rubbed my cum into my skin. “So fucking good.” His voice dripped with dark dominance. “I’ve jerked off more than once during office hours to thoughts of doing the most depraved things to you right here.”