Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 88(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 88(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
“You’re mine, Lola. We’re leaving here and heading back to my place in the city to have dinner and talk. Understood?”
“Yes,” she says with a hiss. My hands grip her ass and lift it off the desk to drill her hole.
“I’m about to come again,” she says, throwing her head over the edge of the desk, sending the wig off her head, and crying out as her walls convulse around my length.
I roar, letting go and flooding her womb with jets of cum. I close my eyes and pull her up in my arms. Holding her close to my chest, I breathe her in and listen to her heartbeat that’s speeding out of control. It matches mine, that hasn’t gone back to normal since I saw her this morning. Has it only been less than half a day since we met?
Everything about today has come as a shock, yet I’m only looking forward to what the rest of my life will bring with Lola. None of this between us makes any sense, but from the moment I saw her, I knew she was meant to be with me.
Slowly she moves out of my hold. “We’re a mess.” I let myself fall out of her wet slit and see the hint of her innocence mixed with our release.
“That we are. Fuck, Lola. I’m sorry that I couldn’t wait until we got home and did this right.”
“I thought it was pretty right.” She clenches her thighs together and rolls her hips, stiffening my cock to full staff again.
I cup her face and kiss her lips gently. “I mean it was our first time. It should have been special.” I pull back before I go back for more.
“It’s definitely memorable.” She blushes and giggles, hopping off the desk without making eye contact with me. “I need to change back into my street clothes and go home.”
I freeze, turn to Lola, and drag her back to me. With swift movements, I grip the back of her neck and tilt her head to look up at me. “No you don’t. Didn’t I tell you what the plan was?”
She bites her bottom lip nervously. “I thought it was something guys said during sex.”
“I wouldn’t fucking know. Today was my first time too.” She looks at me like I have two heads. Well, I suppose I do, and I had both between her legs. “It’s hard to believe, but it’s the truth. I work non-stop, and my mother only wants to introduce me to women interested in getting into my bank account. I’ve been on several dates over the years, but they never panned out for a second.”
“That I can understand.”
“You’re twenty-one and held onto it this long. Any reason?”
“Same. I suppose I just didn’t meet someone I wanted to give it to until now. Lust is one hell of a motivator.”
“I’m thinking you have a crush on Santa.”
She winks at me with a giggle. “Yeah, you got me there. Red is really your color.”
I let her change in my office bathroom while I change in my office and then clean up my desk a little. Fuck, I’m hard again just looking at the damn thing. It’s only supposed to be a temporary office, but at least this bad boy will be coming with me when I move onto the next project.
Chapter Six
Lola
I sit in the back of the SUV while a big buff older man drives and doesn’t say a word. It’s a bit unsettling how calm and quiet he is, but I guess I’m used to the chaos around me at my job. Or maybe it’s the fact that I’m sitting next the only man I let get close to me and I want to climb into his lap again.
“So, when you’re not volunteering to be my wife and babysitting for assholes, what do you do with your time?”
“I’m actually in my final year in college. I’ll have a degree in child development to become a grade school teacher.”
“That’s great.” He looks like it’s not such a great idea, but I don’t say anything about it because the man is rich and being a teacher probably doesn’t pay enough even to meet his standards.
“Do you have a school you’d like to teach at? A city you plan to live in while you teach?”
“No. I haven’t figured that out yet. I have until May before I graduate, but I figured it would either be here or in the city.” He nods and then smiles.
“What are we doing for Christmas?”
“We? I was supposed to go to my parents.”
“Do you think they won’t want to meet their future son-in-law?”
“I think we’re moving fast, and they’re going to be questioning it.”
“That’s fine because I’m not going anywhere, so they can grill me all they want, but I don’t want to miss out on our first holiday together.”