Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
I stop her mid-sentence.
“Come in, honey, and we’ll talk about it more.”
Slowly, the curvy girl gets up and I have an opportunity to look at her fully. She’s drop-dead gorgeous with huge, Double D tits, a narrow waist, and wide hips. Her legs are long and slim, and her cheeks are a fetching shade of pink at the moment.
“Let’s go, sweetheart,” I say, fishing the key out of my pocket before opening the back door. “Mi casa es su casa.”
At that moment, Newton comes bounding over and pants happily, his tail wagging.
“Hey boy,” I say, giving him a friendly pat on the head. “Did you make trouble for your dog walker today?”
The Newfie’s tail merely shakes like a metronome as he bounds forward two steps to nuzzle at Emory’s hand before darting off to who knows where. I merely look at my pretty guest and smile. “That dog is crazy, but I guess you know already.”
She swallows heavily and nods as we make our way to the kitchen island, where I gesture to a stool.
“Make yourself comfortable, honey. Is water okay?”
She nods, still bright red.
“Yes, thanks.”
With that, I turn to the refrigerator to pour her a glass before setting it on the counter before her.
“Now sweetheart,” I command. “Let’s really get to know one another, hmmm?”
6
Emory
What the hell just happened? I’m sitting in Logan Henley’s kitchen, and the house key and my phone are right there on the counter by the stove. OMG, how could I have walked out without them? I’m such a dunce, I swear.
But now, my handsome neighbor grins as he looks at me from across the counter. Suddenly shy despite the fact that we just had sex, I do my best to smooth my skirt down. Not that it makes a difference. The man just had his tongue and cock buried deep inside me, and he smirks again like he knows just what I’m thinking.
At that moment, Newton comes traipsing into the kitchen, wagging his tail with a big smile on his face and I’m grateful for the distraction.
“Now you come back,” I say, petting his head. “You left me when I needed help.”
His owner lets out a baritone laugh.
“He was just looking out for his dad.” He scratches Newton behind his ear. But then Logan turns to me with a smile. “So, Mariella hired you to walk this big guy, huh?”
I swallow and nod.
“Yeah. We’ve been doing well so far. Until today, that is. Oh, by the way, he needs his meds. I haven’t given them to him because … well, you know.”
Newton grins.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll make sure this big lout gets them. But tell me about yourself,” he invites. “My assistant told me you live close by? She seemed to think you’d be the perfect dogwalker.”
“Oh that,” I murmur as heat creeps up my cheeks. “Yeah, I live with my parents next door. Oh god, what if they saw?” I ask, suddenly horrified. “They would kill me!”
Logan merely laughs before resting his hand over mine.
“Sweetheart, it’s nothing. We both know the places around here are huge estates with enormous lawns. Plus, there are trees surrounding my property, and unless they caught a glimpse through the trees, I highly doubt anyone saw anything.” Leaning in closer so I can feel his hot breath on my ear, he whispers. “Don’t worry, baby. Nobody saw the way you came for me. That was just between you and me, and it’s going to stay that way.”
I bite my lip to keep from moaning. Feeling Logan’s breath against my ear and neck is a turn on, and I have a crazy impulse to rip off my clothes and offer myself to him again. Would he like me to pull my bare butt cheeks apart, gifting him my bottom once more? Would he like to suckle my tits this time, or to put his cock in my mouth? But I banish these thoughts from my head because I literally work for this man. I have to keep things professional, even if they’re already completely out of control.
“Um, so I’ve never run into you before,” I say, trying to change the subject. “What brought you home so early today?”
Logan laughs, understanding my motives.
“One of the benefits of owning your own restaurant is that I’m the boss, so there isn’t anyone to answer to. So I decided to play hooky this afternoon because it was much-deserved,” he grins. “I haven’t had a chance to enjoy this place since Newton and I moved in because I’m always working, and my dog needs the company. Of course, I didn’t know just how much I was going to enjoy leaving work today until I got home and saw your sweet ass hanging out my back door.”
I giggle, and then cover my mouth with my hand trying to cover it up because I’m not sure this is the kind of situation where I should laugh. But Logan’s making it hard to keep a straight face when he keeps talking like that!