Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88463 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“Why this tree?” she asks quietly. “It’s beautiful, but what’s it for?”
With a frown, I skim my knuckles down her cheek. “Are you serious?”
Her blue eyes jerk up to mine, and she frowns. “Yeah. I’m serious.”
“It’s a willow tree, sweetheart.”
“You got it because it’s strong?”
This woman.
“No, baby, I got it because it’s you.” I lean over and plant my hands on the desk at her hips and brush my lips over hers.
“Me?”
“I wanted you, right here. At my side and by my heart.”
Her breath hitches. “When did you get it?”
I hook her chin on my finger. “About a decade ago.” I kiss her nose. “I have Mom and Dad and Gid on my arm, but the tree is you, sweetheart.”
Her eyes, almost silver in this ambient light, shine as she stares at me.
“Ry.”
“No more talking.” I shake my head and step back from her so I can push her back onto the desk. “I’m going to fuck you, here in my office.”
She bites that lower lip.
“And I’m going to start with your mouth.” I gently push on her chest. “Lie back for me.”
She does as she’s told, and I circle the desk and slide her toward me until her head tips back off the edge.
“If this gets uncomfortable, you tell me.”
“Okay.”
I bend over to look in her eyes.
“Promise me, Trouble. If you don’t like anything that I’m about to do, you’ll tap the desk twice, and it stops immediately.”
“I trust you.”
Those three words are almost my undoing.
I push my fingers into the soft hair that hangs over the side of the desk, and she hums happily in her throat. Bending farther, I drag my tongue down her neck, and then over to her breast, where I suck her nipple into my mouth so hard, her back arches up and her fingers dive into my hair.
“I’d really love to restrain you for this,” I murmur as I pull back and watch as her eyes blow wide. “But I won’t, not this first time.”
That doesn’t seem to turn her off at all.
“This is an interesting view,” she says, and she reaches over her head to slide her hand up my inner thigh and then cups my balls, her fingertips rubbing against my taint, and it makes my eyes cross, even though her hand is over my sweats.
“Jesus, your hands.” I drag my own hand up her belly, between her breasts, and then I hook my thumbs in the elastic of my sweats and tug them down my hips and kick out of them. My cock is already hard as fuck, and my girl licks her lips.
Licks her fucking lips.
Her hands immediately grip onto my hips, urging me closer, and I let her take the lead for a minute. I’m curious where my little vixen is going to take this.
She wraps those fingers around my shaft and pumps up and down twice, opens her perfect mouth, and sticks out her tongue, and that’s all I can stand.
“You want this cock, sweetheart?”
She wiggles on the desk and moans in anticipation, and with my hand cupping her chin, I guide the tip inside her mouth, and she licks the precum already gathered in the slit.
With another moan from her sweet throat, my eyes close, and I give her another inch. She’s sucking me so perfectly—her hand cups my balls and rubs my taint, and if I thought it felt good over the sweats, that was nothing compared to this.
She opens wider, trying to take more of me, but I pull back, checking to make sure she can breathe.
“Are you ready for more, baby?”
“Yes.” She opens, and I feed her my dick, and she greedily sucks it in, and when I hit the back of her throat . . . she doesn’t gag.
This perfect woman pulls my cock into her throat, and it has my balls lifting and tightening, and I see goddamn stars. I can see my cock moving in and out of her throat, and it’s gorgeous.
“Jesus fuck, Wills.”
“Hmm.”
I push my hand down her torso, over her smooth pubis, and into her dripping wet slit, and she moans again.
If I don’t stop her, she’ll make me come, but when I try to pull out, she sucks harder and holds firm, and the next thing I know, I’m shooting ropes of cum into her throat.
She licks me clean, every single drop, and then smiles up at me triumphantly.
Taking her face in my hands, I bend over and kiss her upside down, tasting myself there, and then I walk back around the desk, sit in the chair, and press the insides of her thighs wide so I can plant my face in her juicy pussy.
“Ry.” It’s a whisper-shout, because she’s afraid of waking Aiden, but there’s no way. He’s clear on the other side of the penthouse.