Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
He pushes in slowly, and then slams in hard. His movements push the plug in deeper, and a jolt of pleasure flies through me.
My mouth hangs open. I have no control over myself. This is so dirty.
He grabs my shoulders and slams in hard. The air is knocked from my lungs, and I cry out again and again… the ecstacy shooting through me in technicolour waves.
He spreads my legs so wide that I can hardly hold myself up, and then he lets me have it.
The bed begins to hit the wall with force. I scream out as a freight train of an orgasm rips through me.
“Yes…yes.” He pumps harder. He begins to chant as he fucks me, lost in his own ecstasy, and then he tips his head back and holds himself deep. He comes in a rush deep inside me, and I feel his hot seed as his cock jerks. He takes the butt plug out and smears the semen over my back entrance, and then he pushes just the very tip of his dick into my behind before he pulls it out and empties himself.
He repeats the delicious movement as he smears himself everywhere, again and again.
I close my eyes in pleasure, don’t tell me how…. but this feels so intimate.
Like he’s branding me with his love.
Truly, madly, deeply.
Unable to hold myself up, I fall to the mattress, and he soon falls beside me. He smiles against my lips as we kiss.
It’s official. I’ve crossed to the dark side… and it’s fucking good.
16
Nathan
My intercom beeps on my desk.
“Yes?”
“Alex on line two, Dr. Mercer.”
“Thank you.” I pick up the phone. “Hello.”
“Hey, man.”
I smile broadly. “What do you want?”
“Guess where I am?”
I swing on my chair. “I don’t care.”
“San Fran.”
“You are? What for?”
“I had a meeting that was supposed to be in Boston and it got changed to here late last night.”
“How long are you here for?”
“I catch the red-eye out tonight. Do you want to catch up for a drink after work?”
“Yeah.” I smile. “Sounds good. What time’s your meeting?”
“I should be finished by three.”
“I’ll reschedule my last few appointments. Call me when you’re finished for the day.”
“You got it, bye.”
I hit the intercom. “Maria.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
“What are my last few appointments this afternoon?”
“It’s an easy afternoon. You have Mr. Griffin in at three to go through his results, and then you have a consult with Mrs. Anderson in at four.”
“Can you call them and try to reschedule until tomorrow, please?”
“Of course.”
“How did you get on with the removal service?” I ask.
“They just got back to me. They can do a load tomorrow at six in the evening if you want.”
I think for a moment. “Can you book that in, please? It won’t be the full apartment, but book them again for Saturday morning to do the remainder of the furniture, if that’s okay. Tell them that some of it may be going into storage.”
Merging two apartments full of furniture into one is going to be a nightmare.
“Of course, Doctor.”
I hang up and dial Eliza’s number.
She answers on the first ring. “Hi.”
Her sexy voice brings a smile to my face, and I swivel on my chair. “Hello.”
“What are you doing?” I can tell she’s smiling.
“Not you, unfortunately.”
She laughs. “Haven’t you had enough, Dr. Mercer?”
“Of you? Impossible.”
God, I really should temper it down a bit. I’m fucking this poor woman to death.
“I booked the removal truck for tomorrow night.”
“What?” She gasps. “Nathan, I’m not ready. I have a million things to sort, and what about—”
“Calm down,” I cut her off. “They’re just going to take the bed, the kitchen stuff, your clothes, and a television.”
“Oh.”
“We will move the rest of our things over the next few weeks. Some of it will have to go into storage. At least this way, we can stay at the new place.”
“You sound eager.”
“I am.”
“All you care about is that bath, isn’t it?”
I chuckle. “It is, actually.”
“Okay then. We have so much to do tonight.”
I cringe. “Yeah, about that. Alex just called. He’s in town for tonight only.”
“Perfect timing, Nathan. Why would you book a removal truck for tomorrow when you have to go out tonight?”
“You’re coming, too. It’s just dinner. Won’t be a late night, and we have to eat.”
“No, that’s okay. You catch up with your brother. I have too much to do. Send him my love.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, of course. Listen, I’ve got to go.”
“Okay.” I hang on the line, waiting to hear my favorite three words.
“I love you.”
I smile. There it is. “I love you, too. Bye, sweetheart.”
* * *
It’s 3:30 p.m. when I walk into the lingerie store. It’s high end, with black carpets and navy walls, huge chandeliers, and silver gilded mirrors everywhere.
The sales assistant sees me, and her eyes light up. “Can I help you, sir?”
“Just looking, thank you.”
“Okay, call me if I can be of any assistance.”