Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
He made me feel safe and welcome and a part of his world in a way I’d never felt back in Connecticut, and I guess that’s why I’ve been so resistant to getting together with him, because if things don’t work out, and I can never come to work for him again, I don’t know what I’ll do. I’ll be heartbroken.
When he touches me down there with a finger, I light up like a light bulb. It’s just the back of his middle finger, gently, almost like he’s afraid he might break me if he touches me too hard. But that’s all it takes. I gasp and fall forward into his arms. My cheek presses against his taut, muscled chest, and I prepare myself for him to touch me again. Which he does.
“You’re already wet for me, kitten,” he whispers into my ear as he caresses me again, this time with the other side of his finger, this time with a little more pressure. My whole body is alive, sparking with electricity.
My lips open, and I kiss his chest, completely unable to speak. I give myself over to him—nothing but pure submission in my mind now. Whatever doubt or resistance I had on our way to dinner is gone. I want this man, and I’m willing to let him do whatever he wants to do to me now.
I feel the tip of Mike’s finger slide inside me, but before I can even begin to react, he snatches me by the jaw and lifts my lips to his. He kisses me deeply then spins me around and pins me against the wall of the shower. The tiles are cool against my chest, having not had enough time to warm up yet.
He circles around behind me and seizes my hips with his hands. I know what’s coming next, and all I can do is brace myself for it.
“A no-dating rule,” he says, almost to himself. I feel him rest his cock on my lower back. It’s so big there’s actual weight to it. “That means I’ll be taking you for the first time, won’t I?”
“Y-yes…” I reply, barely able to get the words out. He responds with a growl and spanks me hard on my right butt cheek, causing me to squeal. He chuckles to himself and enters me.
My mouth hangs open as he spreads me. The stretch alone is enough to wash all thought from my mind. All I can focus on is this sensation I’ve never felt before and how incredible it feels. There’s a slight stinging sensation of pain, but it’s gone in no time.
His hands are warm and strong on my waist as he pulls me back onto him, and a whole new type of intimacy grips me.
I give over all control.
I hand myself over to him as he begins to pump in and out of me like I know it’s supposed to happen.
I feel so small compared to his strength and the way he moves me. The way he groans gives me such pleasure. He’s enjoying this, and that makes me smile and bite my bottom lip.
“You feel even better than I’d imagined,” Mike whispers in my ear as he leans his body down against mine.
He’s been thinking about this, I think as I feel a swell rising inside of me.
“I…I feel good?”
He just gave me a compliment, but I want another one. He nods against my cheek and kisses me, his warm breath spilling over my skin.
“So good I’m already close.”
“You are?” I ask, that sensation inside me swelling higher. His sex is so thick within me, like a taut muscle ready to burst. My whole body is hot, like I’m blushing all over. “So am I.”
“I’m going to unload inside you, kitten,” Mike growls, taking my earlobe in between his lips. I’m not on the pill, and he’s not wearing a condom, and I know I should be telling him to pull out, but for some reason, I don’t. It’s like I’ve been drugged or something. There’s some strange force that’s just taken me over, and I want nothing more than to feel him come inside of me right now.
“Do it,” I tell him. “Come in me, Mr. Barrett.”
And he does.
His cock pumps hard, and I feel a hot spray of warm stickiness shoot inside me, just like when he was spraying me with the chocolate shell in the living room, except hot—so, so hot. And that sends me right over the edge.
Mike groans, and my own orgasm shakes through me. I press my palms up against the tile wall of the shower to brace myself as we both share this blissful moment together—a moment I never thought we would have.
“I can’t believe you,” I tease as I jump onto Mike’s bed beside him, the towel he wrapped me in falling away.