Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 59287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
He didn’t agree with me.
He simply pressed a kiss against the back of my shoulder and sat with me for another hour.
It wasn’t until later that night that I saw him toss the book in the trash and make a new note in his personal folder.
Ways to Handle Author Ryan Kenneth—Privately.
PROTECTION (N.):
THE ACT OF SAFEGUARDING A PERSON, THEIR RIGHTS, OR THEIR PROPERTY FROM HARM, LOSS, OR LEGAL VIOLATION.
LIAM
Liam
Come home with me after work tonight? All this week again?
Maybe.
I wasn’t asking.
I was just testing you…
It’s a yes, of course.
Can I make up that book signing with you as well?
You don’t have to do that, Liam. I promise.
I do…There’s a big romance author signing this weekend in The Hamptons. Has any writer in that genre ever hurt you?
Only when they make me cry over their characters.
Would you like to go then?
Yes, please…
OFFICIAL (ADJ.):
REFERRING TO AN ACT, DOCUMENT OR ANYTHING SANCTIONED OR AUTHORIZED BY A PUBLIC OFFICIAL OR PUBLIC AGENCY.
OLIVIA
Iswear this man might be perfect…
Why wasn’t he like this before?
“We’re not going to be able to spend this much time together after this month comes to an end.” Liam caressed my shoulders as we sat on his living room sofa on another Saturday. “You know that, don’t you?”
“No.” I didn’t want to think about it.
I’d been avoiding all the new headlines about the Jenkins trial, and since two clerks had quit, the dockets were becoming harder for me and Mara to handle.
“You do know that.” He smiled, pulling me closer. “I’ve enjoyed spending all these weekends and nights with you, though.”
“Me too.”
“Just don’t take the upcoming gap personally,” he said. “Whenever I’m not in court, I’m going to be fixated on every aspect of the Jenkins trial.”
I held back a disappointed sigh. “I’ll try not to be.”
“Try hard, Olivia.” He eyed me. “Very hard.”
“Fine.” I nodded. “Will Mara be calling a Code Black at the office for the next few months?”
“I doubt it,” he said. “She only allows me to have a few of those every year.”
“Is she really your only friend?”
“Pretty much.”
“And you’ve never dated her?”
“Never.” He looked offended. “I’m not her type.”
“I think you’re everyone’s type.”
“Mara is into women.” He smiled at me. “She’s not into me. At all.”
“Oh…I feel stupid for thinking she was.”
“Were you jealous?”
“Slightly…” I rubbed my hand against his sweatpants, placing my palm right above his cock. “But now I’m jealous of all the other people who will get to see you more than me for a while.”
“Don’t be.” He smirked. “It won’t be a fun experience.”
“Hmmm.” I continued rubbing, playfully strumming my fingers against the fabric.
“Stop tempting me with things I can’t have,” he said. “Or else we’re going to have a problem.”
“I just want to make sure you don’t forget me.” I dropped to my knees and moved between his legs. Pulling his cock from his briefs, I stared at him for several seconds before slowly taking him into my mouth.
He sucked in a breath and slid his fingers through my hair as I took him deeper and deeper, until his tip hit the back of my throat.
I pressed my hands against his thighs to steady myself before slowly dragging my mouth back and forth. Swallowing and then re-swallowing him whole.
I felt his breathing slow and then his fingers tightened in my hair.
With every slow bob of my head, he throbbed in my mouth.
“I’m going to come in your fucking mouth if you don’t stop,” he whispered, but I didn’t heed his warning.
I loved the way he tasted, loved the way he felt.
“Olivia…” He stiffened. “I’m not going to warn you again…”
I stared into his eyes as I darted my tongue against his tip, as I took him deep all over again.
He groaned and his salty release hit the back of my throat.
I stilled and swallowed the stream, making sure I had every last drop.
When I pulled back, he was still rock hard.
“Hmmm.” He moved down to the floor with me and handed me his wallet.
Without saying a word, I took out a condom and slowly rolled it over his cock.
He grabbed my hands and pulled me on top of him, gently positioning me over his cock. I slowly slid onto him.
“All the way down…” He slapped my ass. “Now.”
I nodded, moving even slower, so he gripped my hips and pulled me all the way down—filling me all at once.
He kept his hands pressed against my skin, rocking me against him for the rest of the night, making me wish I could have him like this—just like this—night after night.
SURVEILLANCE (N.):
THE CLOSE OBSERVATION, MONITORING, OR TRACKING OF A PERSON, GROUP, PLACE, OR PROPERTY TO GATHER EVIDENCE OR INFORMATION.
OLIVIA
Max
Um…Does this phone still belong to a person with the initials O.S.?
Yes, Max. It’s still me.
OMG. DON’T DO THAT, OLIVIA!
Never type my first name in a text. The government is always reading & watching everything.