Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“We’ll have a lot more nights together.”
I really like the sound of that.
“I think you’ve earned a second date, although I have no idea how you’re going to beat this one.” It started off terrible but he changed it in a second. I think Dash is the type of man to go after what he wants too. Another thing I like about him.
“I’ll figure it out.” He gives me another kiss before I move off his lap and to the blanket beside him.
I’m sure he will and I’m going to have to figure out how to tell my friends about this.
I might be sneaking out.
Chapter Six
Dash
Me: Pickles.
Brooklyn: Seriously? How are you allergic to pickles? They’re so good, I would cry if I had to give them up.
I laugh as I lean back in my office chair and put my feet on my desk. I can’t remember the last time I smiled so much.
Me: You’re one to talk. You’re allergic to spiders.
Brooklyn: That is a real thing!!
Me: Two exclamation points. I think you might be exaggerating.
Brooklyn: I hope you are enjoying this.
Me: More than you know.
Leaving her at her apartment last night was no easy feat. I didn’t even allow myself more than a quick kiss because I knew exactly what it would turn into. If I’d let go of my self-control I’d have her up against the bricks of her building. Instead I waited for her to go in and then I barely made it back to my penthouse before I ran in the door and started jacking off.
She’d already texted me by then saying she had a great time, and flashes of her on my lap made it impossible to concentrate. As soon as the door snicked closed behind me I was shoving my hand down my slacks and grabbing my cock hard and tight. I fucked my hand so many times last night it was shocking to see it still full and thick this morning when I woke up.
I sent her a good morning text and told her I couldn’t wait to see her tonight. She sent me a picture of herself already dressed and on her way to work, and I’m not ashamed to say I jerked off to that too. Her little yellow cardigan had bumblebees all over it and I kept thinking about what it’s going to be like to fuck a kindergarten teacher dirty.
Brooklyn: Favorite ice cream.
Me: Mint chip, and if you don’t agree you are wrong.
Brooklyn: Okay, you’re right. That really is the best.
Me: I’m glad you see it my way. Favorite way to eat a potato?
Brooklyn: You’re so mean, that’s hard!
Me: You made me pick a favorite movie and song.
Brooklyn: True. Okay, French fries, but I would like to ask forgiveness from the baked potatoes of the world.
Me: Have I mentioned how cute you are?
Brooklyn: Boxers or briefs?
Me: Careful.
Brooklyn: What? I’m just asking questions.
Me: You’re teasing me. And I’ve still got four hours and seventeen minutes until I can see you again. Favorite pizza topping?
Brooklyn: Pickles.
Me: Liar.
Brooklyn: Maybe…
Me: Finish your work. I’m ready to see you.
Brooklyn: Okay, I’ll try and concentrate. See you soon!
She sends me a selfie and I stare at it for a long moment before I reply with a heart emoji. The way the light shines behind her in the picture, she looks like she’s wearing a halo. Fuck, how can someone so beautiful and perfect be for me?
I never thought finding a woman would feel like this. It was always a chore before and I never took any joy in going out on dates and having to pretend to be interested. But with Brooklyn I want to know it all. I want to hear every story and every detail of her life. It didn’t even dawn on me that I’m supposed to be finding a woman to breed until this morning when I was jerking off.
The thought of entering her bare and cumming inside her was just fucking hot. It didn’t have anything to do with my obligation to the company or my legacy. I just wanted to feel her pussy on me without anything between us. I’ve never felt that before, and honestly never wanted to until now. With Brooklyn I want inside her body as well as her soul.
“Lazing around, I see.” My cousin Josh walks in my office with Geoff hot on his heels.
“Sorry, Mr. Belmont, I tried to page you.” Geoff glares at the phone on my desk that I put on silent when I was talking to Brooklyn.
“It’s okay, I’ll deal with him,” I say to Geoff, and Josh rolls his eyes.
Geoff walks out of my office and pulls the doors almost closed. He leaves it cracked, I'm sure to listen out if I call for him. Which I plan on doing just as soon as I find out why Josh is here.