Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
I wasn’t thrilled, but Randall was. From what I gathered, they got all the details from Charlotte. Pete chartered a private plane, and they landed in Milan shortly after we did.
What was supposed to be a best man trip with a side of business turned into another bachelor party. They holed up at the same hotel we did, so we became a foursome for the entire stay.
When we landed back in New York, I got into the SUV that was waiting for me. Basil didn’t bother asking how the trip went because the scowl on my face gave it all away.
Since then, several important deals have monopolized my time. I’ve barely seen Evangeline. I haven’t had my hands on her in thirteen days, and I admit I’m feeling the loss. It’s not just the sex I’m missing. I miss her and how it feels to be away from the office without the titles of boss and executive assistant hanging over our heads.
“Evangeline!” I call out her name as soon as I see her round the corner to approach her desk. “A moment please.”
She nods as she drops her purse on her desk. “I’m coming, sir.”
I know the words are said out loud to appease any employee who may happen to wander past, but the phrase is twisted in my mind. I want her to come. I don’t care if it’s on my hand, my tongue, or my cock. It’s been too damn long since I’ve heard those sweet sounds she makes when she comes.
The door is shut behind her as soon as she’s in my office. “Hi.”
“Hi,” I repeat what she just said as I move to stand. “Get naked.”
She laughs as if I’m joking, but that stalls as soon as she glances at me. “Are you serious? You can’t be serious, Reid. It’s barely nine a.m., and you have a meeting in ten minutes.”
“I can fuck you for nine of those minutes.” My hands fall to my belt. “You’ll come for me.”
She swipes her hand in the air as if she’s chasing away a fly. “As if I didn’t know that.”
“Get naked,” I repeat. “Now.”
“My dress is pretty, isn’t it?” She runs a fingertip over the front of the pink floral dress she’s wearing. “It’s a bitch to get on and off, so let’s compromise.”
I undo my belt before I tug my zipper down. “Compromise? How?”
I suspect she’s going to try to persuade me to sit down so she can blow me. She did that two days before I left on the trip. The memory of her on her knees, hidden under my desk with my cock sliding in and out of her mouth has been replaying in my mind repeatedly since then.
She reaches for me, so I move closer and offer her my hand. She holds tight as she bends over to tug a pair of pretty white panties down her legs before she steps out of them. “I’ll lean over your desk. You’ll fuck me hard from behind.”
I swear to God that my brain short-circuits at the mere suggestion of that. “With your heels on?”
She glances down. “They’re a bitch to get off, too.”
I tug on her arm to drag her over to the side of my desk. “Plant your hands there.”
Before she can protest, I’ve got a condom out of my desk drawer, and I’m ripping the package open with my teeth. “This is going to be hard and fast.”
“And spectacular,” she whispers as she wiggles her ass under the skirt of her dress. “It always is when you fuck me.”
I flip the skirt up and drag two fingers over her pussy to find it ready for me. “You’re so wet.”
She lets out a light laugh that shifts to a moan as I line up to her entrance. “You can’t be surprised by that. You fuck me so good.”
I can’t restrain myself a second longer, so I plunge my sheathed cock into her wet heat. I almost lose my balance as my knees weaken. “Jesus.”
“Hard,” she whispers. “Take me hard.”
I do just that. She covers her mouth with her hand as I slam into her, each plunge deeper than the last. I rush to get her off so I can finally feel the release I’ve been craving since the last time I was with her.
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
Evie
“I got the house in Queens!” Lottie screams as soon as she flings open the door to her apartment.
Since I’m balancing a bouquet of white roses in one hand and a pint of strawberry ice cream in the other, I can only outstretch my arms and signal with my chin that I want her to come in for a hug. “I’m so happy for you.”
She clings to me tightly. “Now, I just need to find the best way to reveal the gift to Randall. I could put the key to the house in a little box and wrap it or hand him the deed to it on our wedding night.”