Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Ken? Please,” I beg, writhing under him.
“You want my cock, baby?”
“You know I do.”
He grins down at me when he stands up and opens his pants. He grips his cock, stroking it while he looks down at me. Just as I am about to sit up and take matters into my own hands, he moves down to climb on top of me. My legs go around his waist and then he’s inside me. Fuck. This feels so good. So right.
This is where I work, I know I should be quiet, but I just can’t be. He’s so fucking good at this.
“Fuck, come for me, April. Come all over my cock,” he demands. When he rubs my clit, I come. Epically. He continues to thrust into me as he fills me. If we keep this up, I’ll be pregnant in no time.
“I love you,” I whisper just before he kisses me. He buries his face in my neck and nuzzles me there.
“I love you too, baby.”
I jump when the intercom on my desk buzzes, then I laugh.
“Yes?” I shout.
“Is Mr. Roman with you?” Kyle asks.
“Who is that?” I blurt.
“Kendrick Roman. The CFO.” Above me, Ken stills. Ken. Kendrick. Roman. Why didn’t I put that together? I push him off of me and stand up, pulling my skirt down and adjusting my shirt as I do. What the hell is going on? Ken just stares at me.
“What’s going on Kyle?” he says without taking his eyes off of me.
“I know you asked me never to disturb you but, Mr. Haverford would like to speak to you immediately.”
“Let’s schedule that for after lunch, please.”
“Sure thing. Sorry for the interruption, ma’am.”
“No problem, Kyle.” I say, leaning back on the edge of my desk.
“So what was that about?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.
“I can explain.”
“I think I’ve got it. You’re the CFO of this company, yet you’re also somehow my assistant.”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why would you pretend to be my assistant?” I ask. He steps into my space and puts his hands on my hip, lifting me up onto my desk.
“Because the moment I saw you, I knew I could never stand to be away from you. This seemed like the best way to achieve that goal.”
“But you never said anything.”
“I know baby. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“How did you get all the work done?”
“Kerry-Ann, the virtual assistant I hired to help me.”
“I see. So your name is Kendrick?”
“I like it when you call me Ken.”
He grins down at me and before I can respond, he kisses me. The next thing I know, he’s inside me again. Why do I think that it’s so fucking hot that he did all this for me? I need my head examined. Hell, so does he. We’re perfect for each other.
KENDRICK
Damn, she looked so sexy spread out on her desk with her skirt bunched up, moaning and wiggling for me. I have had this very dream numerous times, coming in my sleep thinking of her laid out before in this setting. She let me inside of her just now, but I need to know if we’re okay.
“Baby look at me,” I command while she is getting herself together. “April.” She looks at me, and my breath stops. Not only is so fucking breathtaking, her lips swollen and signs of ownership on her neck, but she looks…radiant. She smiles at me and turns to grab her shoes. Something in me is telling me this is the right time.
So, while her back is to me, I pull the ring I have been carrying around for the last three months out of my pocket and quietly drop to my knees. I open the box, and that is the moment she turns. I could give her a diatribe on all the ways I love her and how happy we are going to be, but I go for the straightforward approach.
“Marry me, woman.” Her mouth opens and closes, but no words come out. Her hand flies to her mouth, and my stomach begins to turn. Is she going to turn me down?
“What kind of proposal is that?” she asks with a smile on her face. Chuckling, I look at the woman I love with everything in me and start to tell her that.
“My love. My friend. My everything. Will you…”
“YES!” she shouts before running into my arms. Lifting her off her feet, I happily swing her around and kiss her.
“Thank you, beautiful. Thank you for making me the happiest man alive.”
Kissing her, I deposit her back on my desk and slide back into her. My fiancée. My soon-to-be wife. My life is finally complete with her by my side.
EPILOGUE
APRIL
THREE WEEKS LATER
“What?” I say into the phone. “We need to bring this onto a video chat.” After a few seconds, my three sisters, January, February, and March, come into view.