Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Fuck, I’m coming.” I reach between my legs and cry out, rubbing my pussy, crying his name. “Julien.”
He lifts me up off the floor. “Fuck, you’re a dirty girl, aren’t you? You’re coming from sucking my cock. I haven’t even come yet. I guess I’m saving this load for your creamy cunt where it belongs, but first I want to taste that juicy slit.” Another swipe of the last of the icing, and the cool frosting hits my clit.
“Fuck,” I moan. I’m so sensitive, and then his tongue hits my core. I damn near buck off the table, but he pins my hips down.
“Stay put. I’d hate to write you up for not following orders. Insubordination will not be tolerated.” He slaps my thigh.
“Fuck, what’s the punishment, Mr. Beaumont?” He pumps his finger in my pussy a couple of times and then slides it to my rear and then with a pop pushes just inside my ass.
“Oh,” I cry, thighs shaking. It doesn’t hurt because I’m soaked and he’s not far in, but I’m so turned on that I want him to fuck me hard like a dirty bitch.
“Are you going to take orders?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, it doesn’t matter because I’ll be fucking that little asshole one day. I want to possess every inch of you, Marilyn. I want you to belong to me in every way. Bred in every hole, full of my seed so there isn’t a spot I haven’t claimed. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Julien. Eat me, fuck me, come inside me, please.”
“That’s such a good girl.”
He sucks on my pussy until I scream his name, and then he shoves his cock in one full thrust. I cry out as the table rocks. My knees are bent to my shoulders as he fucks me hard.
“You’re mine, ma marguerite,” he grunts. “Say it. Tell me who you belong to.”
“You, Julien.”
“Fuck, I’m coming,” he roars, shooting his load deep into my womb.
He releases my legs and rests his arms on the table, keeping most of his weight off me. “You belong to me too, right?” I ask, feeling a bit insecure. He’s so good at fucking me and always demanding my possession, but do I have his?
He looks into my eyes, and there’s a tenderness that I’ve seen several times now since we’ve met. “Of course. Only you. Only ever you, ma belle.” His mouth comes down on mine, pushing him so deep. He pulls back and out of me. His cock is still hard.
“Let’s get dressed and finish cleaning up so this place can pass an inspection. I’d hate to get you in trouble,” I say.
He’s fixing his clothes, picking up his belt off the floor and answers, “It’s okay. It will be cleaned easily.” He says it like he’s done this before, and my inexperience and jealousy slam deep into my heart.
“Is this a regular thing for you?” I ask as I try to fix my messed-up hair. Thankfully I’m fully dressed before I let that slip out. I’m ready to run because my heart’s too fragile for the answer.
He whips his head around violently, and he’s on me in a second. His hand is in my hair, fisting it as he tugs it back so I can look him in the eyes. “When I say only, I mean only, Marilyn. I’m a decade older than you, but I lost trust in humanity a long time ago. Then you came along, and I forgot all the distrust because I knew you were my other half. My brother even teased me about it. There is no one else.”
“But you’re so…powerful and dominant.”
He chuckles softly. “Sorry, and thanks, baby. When I’m with you, the boss in me comes out and I want to dominate you. If that means that I appear experienced, I’m sorry, but I’m not, baby girl. You’re the only woman I’ve fucked, and the only one I ever will. Now, let’s clean up because I’m not even remotely close to done fucking that hot, sticky cunt tonight. I’m still horny, and I’ve got a pent-up lust to get out of me.”
We’ve just finished the last of the mopping and sterilization of everything. “I think I’m going to order a new table and move this into my condo.”
“Why?”
“Because this is too precious to me. I’ve fucked you on this, and I don’t want others using it.”
“Um, if you get a new one, I’m sure you’ll fuck me on it too if I stay.”
He stalks closer to me. “If you stay?”
“I mean…” His mouth is on me, kissing me hard. I moan, thrusting my hands into his hair and then he presses my ass against the table.
“Um…Mr. Beaumont,” I moan just as the kitchen door swings open. I quickly push him off me to find Sara standing there with her mouth gaping, body slammed against the wall while a reporter with a camera and the dean of my culinary school are marching in and invading our space. “Do you seduce all your employees? Is this how you graduated with perfect marks, Ms. Shaw?” the reporter and his camera guy asks.