Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“I’m the first born so yes, I did feel the pressure when I went to college. My grades would have allowed me to pursue medicine but I was never interested in it.”
“What about your parents, how did they take that?”
“They did throw subtle comments but when they realized how serious I was about finance and management, they let me be.”
Olivia inches closer as we speak and her eyes are glued on me. She makes me feel like the most interesting man in the world.
“Have you ever thought about being a journalist?” I tease. She has a curious mind and a way of looking at you as if you’re the only one who matters. Like she wants to know everything about you.
She laughs. “Yes. Many times.” She crosses one leg over another and my eyes are drawn to her thighs.
My thoughts take a nose dive and all I want is to have her next to me. I take her wine glass and set it on the table. Reading my mind, she stands up and sits on my lap, straddling me. I caress her exposed thighs unable to believe my good fortune.
Olivia threads her fingers through my hair. “A lot of women would kill for the texture of your hair.”
“A lot of men would kill to be me right now,” I tell her and she laughs.
Her gaze drops to my lips and I make myself stay still. I want her to make the first move. She does, angling her lips over mine. She’s so fucking delicious. Our tongues slide over one another. She tastes of wine and her own sweet natural scent. My hands move up to cup her breasts over her dress.
She captures my lower lip in her mouth and sucks. I groan as jolts of pleasure shoot straight to my dick. She shifts as my growing erection presses into her. Her nipples are hard peaks underneath her dress and bra. I tug at her dress but nothing happens.
Olivia laughs softly and eases her hips off me. Then in one movement she pulls the dress over her head and places it on the chair.
“That’s better.” She sits back down on my lap. I unclasp her bra from the front as I saw her do earlier in the bedroom, freeing her breasts. “Lovely.” They spill out of my hands as I cup them and lower my head to flick them with my tongue.
I’m rewarded with moans and urges to keep doing what I’m doing.
“Yes, ma’am.” I meant what I told her. I feel like the luckiest man alive. Her breasts are like a favorite toy and I tease and torture her with my fingers and tongue. I move away from her breasts to kiss her mouth then her neck and shoulders.
“Your shorts are in the way,” Olivia says moments later.
I chuckle. “Is that your way of asking me to remove my clothes?”
She grins cheekily. “Maybe.”
I raise my hips and pull down my shorts along with my boxer briefs. I rest my hands on Olivia’s hips as she moves one hand to my shoulder and the other to my dick. She lowers herself to my dick and when my tip nudges her pussy lips she pauses with a look of concern on her features.
“Condom.”
Fuck. How could we have gotten so carried away? I think of standing up to go get it. Fuck it. “I have a clean bill of health. I get a checkup every six months.” I know she must be clean because we insist all our employees get a full medical checkup before they take sign the contract.
“I trust you,” she says. “I’m on the pill.” Relief surges through me. I don’t want to follow in my brothers’ footsteps and have a surprise pregnancy.
She eases down on me, taking me in, her heat stroking my dick. She sits on me but instead of moving up and down, she moves her hips in delicious circles. I groan loudly. She looks so fucking hot, doing this dance that threatens to make me lose my self-control. When I can’t take it anymore, I grip her ass and glide her up and down my dick. Olivia’s breasts rise and fall with rapid breaths. She’s so freaking gorgeous.
Her wetness coats my dick and slurping sounds fill the room with every thrust.
“Oh my God,” Olivia cries when I fuck her faster.
I groan and bury my head between her breasts. Her skin is searing hot. Everything about her is insanely hot, literally, and figuratively. We stare at each other as we experience the ultimate pleasure together.
“I’m close,” she says, her eyes glazing over.
I fuck her as deep as I can go. She calls out my name and her nails dig into my shoulders. Her inner walls grip me and I feel her orgasm ripple around my dick. So fucking hot. The pressure in my dick and balls builds up to unbearable proportions. I slam her onto my dick, chasing my orgasm. My balls draw in and tighten and in the next moment, I spill myself into her. I’ve never had sex this good. Never. Olivia rests her head on my shoulder and I wrap my hands around her waist.