Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
“I hope you had a long rest. I did leave you alone all day so that you’d be up tonight. I wouldn’t want you to miss the show.” She had that dazed look like she was already halfway to losing her mind. And the fun hadn’t even started yet.
She started to speak and I shut down the computer. I have no interest in anything she has to say. Had she even changed just a little bit I’m sure now that I would’ve still gone through with my plan.
I took my time and headed downstairs, striding purposefully into the formal dining room where the maid was now getting ready to serve dinner. Just in time.
His eyes came up and glanced over me before meeting mine. I swallowed hard at his gaze before finding my seat and sitting down. My knees had gone weak.
My hand shook as I reached for my water glass to take a much needed sip. I know water’s not supposed to have any taste, but you’re at least supposed to know it’s liquid. I couldn’t tell.
All my nerve endings were suddenly tingling and I was beginning to wonder who was the hunter and who was the prey. I composed myself somewhat just about the time the servant left the room after making sure we had everything we needed.
All I needed now was for him to strike up a conversation about anything at all and I could lead it to wherever I wanted it to go and take it from there. But he said nothing…for five solid minutes, nothing at all.
“How is your steak?” Oh thank you. I was beginning to think I’d have to come up with something else. Then again this was perfect, I’d already eaten more than enough so he wouldn’t become suspicious.
My hand went to the pendant between my breasts and as I knew they would, his eyes followed. I spoke with a soothing cadence that I’d perfected over time as I answered his question and segued onto something else.
When he looked away from my hand and into my eyes I almost stumbled but then his eyes flickered down again and I released the breath I’d been holding.
I turned on the charm, suddenly becoming more relaxed and just a tad bit flirtatious. Not too much, I needed to stay as close to character as possible, even with buffaloes stampeding in my stomach.
I took another sip of the red wine he’d had served with dinner, giving the impression that it was the wine that had loosened me up a little. All the while my fingers played with the pendant as his eyes followed.
When he started nodding his head silently to whatever questions I asked, I became giddy. There was a pulse beating between my thighs and my pussy was getting wet just at the thought of what laid ahead.
This is it Sydney, the moment you’ve been waiting for. I tested the waters by reaching out a hand to cover his and when he didn’t pull away I became emboldened.
My smile grew friendlier, my laugh a little louder and my look just a little bit suggestive. I was amazed at how natural it felt to do this with him. Not at all like the chore I’d thought it would be. Though I’m a little taken aback by how pleasant it felt.
Meanwhile, that pulse became a thumping throb between my thighs and I had to squeeze my legs together under the table. A silent little sound escaped and I bit my lip to hold the rest in check.
Running the fingers of one hand over his knuckles, I kept the fingers of the other wrapped around the pendant. I leaned in just a little, giving him a bird’s eye view of the tops of my firm breasts.
The nipples had already hardened and were pushing against the soft clingy material of my dress, and I had to force myself to remain in my seat. The power of whatever this is I was feeling was overwhelming.
It was the way he looked at me, the way the heat of his large hand penetrated mine and sent shivers to my crotch, which seemed to have gained a heartbeat of its own.
The room grew noticeably warmer, and our breathing seemed somewhat louder in the room. That throb between my thighs was growing stronger, taking over everything else completely.
When he tugged gently on my hand I let myself be pulled around the table to fall into his lap. When his arms came around me forcefully I gave the barest hint of protest, but that was just for form’s sake. It felt amazing being close to him.
I let him nibble at my lips while the thumb of one of his hands played with the side of my aching tit. Shockwaves went through me and I was helpless to do anything more than feel when he lowered his head and kissed me.