Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Fucking Tino.
After he punched the bouncer, there was a flurry of people shouting as they filled the small room. Over the loud music I tried to call out to Heidi, but the last time I looked at her there was another dancer with her arms around her, trying to shield her from the mayhem. I could swear the look in her eyes cut right through me as they dragged me out of the club and into the back of a cop car.
It took hours to get us bailed out because Tino’s fiancée wouldn’t come get us. I had to call our family lawyer who was out of town and wait for him to come get us. Not only was it embarrassing, but it made me furious.
I didn’t get a chance to get her number or find out where she lives. Instead I had to spend the night locked in a cell with Tino’s dumbass. By the time we got out, it was Sunday afternoon and it was too late. I went home and tried to sleep, but all I could do was remember her in my lap, lost to the pleasure I’d given her.
Never in my life has a woman made me feel so much. For a long time I wondered if I was just missing that part of me—the one that desires a partner. I assumed I was going to be alone forever, but one look at Heidi and I knew that I’d been waiting on her. I might be a virgin, but my body knows exactly what to do with her in my arms.
“Reese?” There’s a soft knock on my door, and I turn away from the window to see one of my work colleagues, Alvin.
“Yes?” I blink, trying to get the image of Heidi’s magnificent tits out of my head.
“Will you be attending the luncheon this afternoon? I’m in charge of headcount and noticed you hadn’t replied.”
“Oh, yeah, sorry about that.” I glance at my calendar and nod. “Sure, I’ll be there.”
Alvin nods but then looks me over, as if seeing me for the first time. “Are you okay? You look tired.”
“Didn’t sleep well last night,” I say, and that seems to be enough of an explanation.
“I know. I’m always excited about the first day. Good luck.” He nods as he leaves, and I lean back in my chair.
Closing my eyes once more, the dark red couch flashes in my mind, and I imagine what would have happened if I’d gotten Heidi naked on it and kneeled in front of her. I think about eating her pussy and then fucking her right there in that club, and the fantasy almost chokes me.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I look at my watch and then my office door. I’ve got time.
Quickly, I lock the door and move back to my chair, hastily pulling my cock out. I’ve beat my cock so many times it should be empty, but every time I think of her, it fills right back up. Spitting on my hand, I slide it up and down as I once again close my eyes and think of her. The sounds of her pleasure, the taste of her tongue on mine, the color of her nipples in the dim light. Those images and a couple of quick tugs, and I’m spilling into my hand. I curse as I grab a tissue and wipe it away, my chest moving up and down as I try to suck in a breath. It’s like I’m fifteen and can’t get control of myself.
After that, I go to the bathroom and wash my hands but make a point to not look at myself in the mirror. I’m afraid of what I’d see if I saw my reflection. Probably a shell of a man with not one ounce of self-control all because of a woman. A beautiful woman with cherry-red lips and curves that should be illegal.
Grabbing my stuff from my office, I lock the door and make my way out of the building. It’s a beautiful walk through a grassy lawn and shade trees, but it might as well be the seventh circle of hell for what I’m feeling in my chest. It’s like the world has lost its color, and now there’s nothing left. That’s what it’s like as I go through the motions as I’ve done so many times before and take the stairs up to the stone building.
I nod as people say hello, but they all blur together. I’m on autopilot as I go to the end of the hall and open the door that leads to the giant atrium. It’s noisy inside, but it begins to quiet as I descend the stairs and go to the front.
Placing my bag on the long wooden table, I open it up and take out my laptop. I set it on the podium and click on the buttons to project the image on the screen. Then I move to the side and tuck my hands into my pockets, still feeling like my mind is anywhere but here.