Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Whipping my phone out, I demand that all interior staff leave for the day.
“Sir, we have the catering staff working on the party arrangements for tonight.”
“Fine. They aren’t to leave that area unless it’s through the back end. No one is to interrupt me unless they want to feel my wrath.”
“Yes, Sir.” I don’t want anyone to intrude on my plans for her. Shit, the only plans I have are to get her naked, stuffed so deep with my cock, and bred before the sun sets.
Needing to get control of myself before I fuck her without answers, I turn on the no-nonsense asshole that made me the man I am today. My face hardens, startingly her. For a moment, I hate myself for scaring her, but I need “Not only did you show up on my property demanding to see me, you barge in, disrupting my day. That’s not acceptable. Now, tell me who you are and what the fuck you want.”
“Um…” She looks so damn nervous and sweet, but I can’t let her in until I know who she is and why she’s here. I didn’t get to this spot in my life by being trusting or allowing my dick to run the fucking show.
I step in closer and whisper, “Sweetheart, I’m a busy man. Get on with it. What’s your name?”
She rocks on her feet from side to side, nervously stammering out, “Rory Jones.”
“Hmm…” Fucking shit. The last I remember, we let him get away with paying us late because his parents died in a freak accident while on a romantic vacation, and he had two underage stepsisters to care for. Knowing that she’s here and untouchable infuriates me.
“Kitten, I’m not a patient man,” I growl, stalking around her like an animal hunting his prey. “How old are you?”
“I’m eighteen and here to give you my virginity to spare my stepbrother’s life.”
“Sit,” I order.
She does as I tell her, sitting in the chair in front of my desk and keeping her head down. She’s nervous and rightfully so. She willingly entered the lion’s den and offered herself up as prey.
I don’t like that I can’t see her eyes. With a growl, I grasp her chin, tipping it upward to get my fill of her spectacular green orbs. No one I’ve ever met had that shade, and I’m hoping at least one of the babies I put in her comes out with them.
This is wrong on so many fucking levels, but I want her. I want her uncontrollably, and I’m going to lie to have her. She shouldn’t have come here to plead her stepbrother’s case. She should have stayed her pretty little ass locked up in their apartment far away from me. Nothing is going to happen to that bastard, but now everyone knows she exists. Now it’s time I make everyone understand she’s mine.
From the second I spotted her at the gate, my body reacted in a way it never had. I’ve been with beautiful women before, but nothing even compared to the sight of her. Even at a distance, dressing in this skanky mini dress, I could see the innocence. Fuck, I could smell it dripping off her skin the second she entered my home.
Watching her walk into my office in a tiny red dress with her pert, big tits held back by the cheap material. The beast inside of me wanted out. From head to toe, she’s perfect. I’ve never seen such a flawless face with purely provocative lips with innocent, yet lust-filled eyes.
I release my hold on her delicate skin and lean over her with my hands on the armrests, trapping her with my body. “You’re willing to do what? I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”
“Um—” she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip as she tries to look anywhere but at me. “—trade my virginity to save my stepbrother.”
“First, Kitten, I’ll accept your offer. That’s a fucking done deal. I want your popped cherry staining my cock this very minute, but I don’t want an audience.” The pulse in her neck kicks up, and her thighs clench closed. So she’s interested in riding me despite the fear and tension radiating off her body. That’s very good. Incredibly good. I’m so hard-up for her that I could drill her pussy right here in this fucking spot.
I hate that dress on her. It’s a prostitute short, and it pisses me off that she’d be willing to give away what belonged to me to save her lowlife stepbrother. He didn’t deserve an angel like her. Fuck, I don’t either, but what I deserve and what I want are two different things, and I always get what I want.
“Second, you’re going to do more than give me your cherry. Every night you’ll be riding my face before I fill your pussy.”