Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“Thanks…I really love it. Thank you for getting it for me.” He already did so much for me. There was no way I could ever repay him for his kindness. He gave me a job when he didn’t have to. He let me live with him and wouldn’t accept any money for my half of his mortgage. He paid for all our groceries and our meals. It was strange to have a savings account when I’d barely had enough to get by most weeks for most of my life.
His arm circled my waist, and he pressed a warm kiss to my temple. His lips were seductive, exquisite to the touch. “It was my pleasure, sweetheart. I just hope no man makes the mistake of staring at you too long. The charity gala will turn into a crime scene.”
“Well, that woman in there was staring at your ass, so I’d say we’re even.”
Calloway looked up the street as he waited for his driver, neither confirming nor denying that he knew the saleswoman had the hots for him. It was a smart move.
“We can just walk,” I said. “I don’t mind.” My heels hurt my feet, but I’d been walking the streets of Manhattan for so long that I was used to it.
“You aren’t walking in those. I’m not sure how you get through the day at the office.”
“Well…I sit most of the time.”
“Wish you were sitting on my face.” He looked down at me, the corner of his mouth raised in the form of a smile.
I knew he was only partially joking. “Neither one of us would get anything done.”
The car pulled up, and Calloway opened the back door for me. “I was never a good worker anyway.” He got in the seat beside me then moved his hand to my thigh. My gown was hooked to the hanger inside the car so it wouldn’t get wrinkled. He couldn’t look out the window because the dress was in the way, so he chose to stare at me instead.
I couldn’t ignore his look because it was so powerful. When he commanded my attention, he always got it. Even if I wasn’t looking directly at him, I was still giving him my full attention. When the stare became too much, I met his gaze.
He circled his arm around my shoulders and moved his other hand to my thigh. He slowly inched his hand up my leg, moving underneath the material as he pressed his face to mine. When his lips were just inches from mine, he teased me with their proximity. His hand slowly slid farther up until his fingers touched the outside of my panties.
The center divider was up so the driver couldn’t see what we were doing in the back, but I still felt naughty anyway. If Calloway made me scream loud enough, Tom was certain to hear it.
He still didn’t kiss me, just brushing his lips past mine as his fingers touched me. His thumb pulled my panties to the side, and his fingertips finally touched my throbbing sex.
I moaned into his face and felt my knees widen automatically. My hand gripped his bicep just so I had something to latch on to.
His fingers rubbed my clit as he brushed his mouth against mine.
I loved the feeling of his fingers but I wanted his mouth just as much. My arm circled his neck, and I pulled his lips against mine, finally getting the kiss I was anxious to have. I should feel on display since this was one of the most public places we’d ever fooled around, but when Calloway’s hands were on me, I couldn’t think clearly.
He rubbed me harder, bringing me to the edge of a sweet climax.
Then he abruptly pulled away, taking his lips and fingers. He sat beside me and faced forward again, like nothing had just happened.
“Uh…excuse me?” He’d never left me hanging before, so I couldn’t hide the shock.
His face remained hard, unyielding. “Think about that way on the rest of the ride home. I’ll fuck you when we get there.”
“What kind of game is this?”
“No game, sweetheart.”
I pressed my knees together and squeezed my thighs, feeling my sex throb with angry desire. I seriously considered finishing the job myself, but I knew it would feel so much better if I let Calloway have the honors. “Why are you doing this to me? I thought you were a gentleman?”
“Trust me, the wait will be worth it.”
“I don’t agree…”
He turned back to me, his face so handsome it hurt to look at him. “The second we walk through that door, I’ll fuck you up against that wall. I’m gonna come as soon as I’m inside you—and you’re gonna come too.”
I did my hair and makeup in the other bathroom since Calloway was getting ready at the same time. I’d never attended one of these fancy events, the kind with flutes of champagne and men in tuxedos. Since I was from humble beginnings, this was all new to me. I spent extra time making my hair perfect, and I wore more makeup than I normally would. I just hoped I didn’t overdo it.