Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 35957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
His statement settles deep in my soul when he continues. “You’ve knocked down every wall, climbed through a forest of trees, and somehow managed to climb so deep inside in such a short amount of time.”
“Oh, Crew.” I place my glass on the coffee table in front of us and launch myself into his arms. This time when I kiss him, he allows me to take the lead, and I find that while it’s nice at first, I much prefer Crew dominating my body morning, noon, and night.
11
CREW
Christ, never in my life did I think Todd would turn a simple meeting into a dinner where he continued to talk about the most mundane subjects. It started with new projects, spiraled into where he sees Serena in the company, and I got it, I did. Especially when he admitted that he’d like to retire in the next ten years and would like to see Serena step into his role.
It made sense once he brought up the fact that his niece is like the child he never had, since he and Val couldn’t have kids. I heard the whole life story, and while I soaked up every last bit of information I could about Serena, it didn’t help the fact that time was ticking by and the opportunity to get to her house was closing rapidly.
By the time he wrapped it up and we said our goodbyes, Todd going in one direction and me going in the other, I didn’t even bother calling or texting Serena to see if she and Mackie wanted to come over or for me to head to her place.
Now, I’m walking into my front door, kicking off my shoes and breathing out a sigh of relief to be done with today. Last night, true to her word, Serena headed home after trying to return my key and gate remote. I told her to keep it. Any time she wanted to come over to enjoy the view, whether I’m here or not, the choice is hers.
Where every other night I’d enjoy the quiet, tonight that isn’t the case. I move through the house, flipping on a switch in the living room to allow some light besides the one coming through the floor-to-ceiling doors. I tug at the tie around my neck, loosening it further. Truth be told, I should have taken the damn thing off hours ago, except then I’d lose more of the scent of Serena than I’d care to admit. My cock thickens thinking about the way she takes me in her hand. I’ve thought of nothing more since the first time I got her off. Feeling and seeing her jack my cock in my office makes me want a repeat performance every hour of the day.
I walk through the house, noticing the borrowed hoodie she wore is on the back of the couch where she left it. A hair tie is on the coffee table as well. I like the small pieces of her in my home.
“Fuck it, man up and call her instead of staring at her things like a pussy.” I finish snatching off my tie and attack the buttons at my throat while I walk further into the house. The minute I clear the doorway, I take my shirt off, reach for the undershirt, and drop the clothes in a pile on the floor. I slip my phone out of my pocket, go through the motions of pulling up Serena’s contact information, and instead of hitting Call, I do one better. I FaceTime her, wanting to see more of her. I know our time working together is dwindling down, where she won’t be with me as much as she is now. Damn, I should have slipped moving Serena up to our floor into the conversation with Todd tonight. A missed fucking opportunity. And who knows when I’ll be able to bring up her name while not making any waves?
“Well, hello, there, handsome,” she answers on the first ring. She’s in bed, comforter tucked beneath her arms, and the lack of straps is cluing me in that she may be naked.
“Hey, sweetheart. You’re in bed early.” I take a seat in the chair near the head of the bed. Serena props her phone up on a pillow and moves around in a gingerly sort of way. My ears might be deceiving me, but I’m pretty sure I hear a light buzzing noise in the background.
Fuck.
“Well, someone’s worn me out this week,” she teases. The sheet drops an inch, showing me more cleavage. I have to readjust how I’m sitting to give myself more room in my pants. My cock grows with every passing second, wondering what exactly she’s doing beneath the sheets.
“Is that so? Seems to me like you might be doing something I’d like to do or, at the very least, watch.” Her eyes close, neck arching back and hand going beneath the sheets, allowing it to drop even further, too.