Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 123533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 494(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 494(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Jesus. Suddenly he realized what she was doing. In two strides he was beside her. Lifting the small woman easily from the bike, he set her down hard on her ass. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? And right under my nose.”
Instead of blushing, stammering, protesting, denying as he’d expected, she didn’t say a word. She lay down, reached out her hand and caught him by the neck, pulling him down to her. Greedily she sought his mouth, feverishly kissing and biting his lips as she held him to her with surprising strength. Her breasts were mashed beneath his chest, the nipples poking against him. Despite himself, his cock rose hard against his shorts.
Unbelievably, she slipped her hand beneath the waistband, seeking his shaft as if she had a right to it. “I have to have you. I have to,” she moaned against him. “Please, please, please, just fuck me a little. Just a little. I’m begging you.”
She released her hold on both his neck and his cock to shimmy out of her shorts. Her naked cunt glistened with her own juices as she wantonly spread her legs. Her face was flushed, her eyes shining with desire, her lips wet from the stolen kisses.
“Fuck me. Do whatever you have to afterward, but fuck me or I’m going to die.”
Though he knew he should be angry at her flagrant disobedience, he found himself deeply aroused by her pleas and ardent desperation. He was the Master now—he could do what he wished, use her as he wished. Liam had been quite clear in that regard. Maybe he would fuck her. Not because she demanded it but because she looked so vulnerable and beautiful lying there naked beneath him, her legs spread, her lips parted, her eyes pleading.
He could no longer resist the temptation. Pulling off his own shorts, he lowered himself on top of her, sliding one muscled thigh between her spread legs. She arched up to him, greedy for his cock. He shifted so its head touched the wet, silky entrance of her cunt. It had been several years since he’d fucked a woman. The moist clutch of her sex felt like a hot, perfect glove enveloping him. Different from the tight circle of muscle that ringed his cock with pleasure when Liam permitted him to use his ass—this was more like a thousand tiny fingers massaging his shaft from base to head. The pleasure was nearly unbearable.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” she screamed, writhing and gasping beneath him. Her cries spurred his lust and he began to fuck her in earnest, slamming into her with all the pent-up passion he possessed.
Chapter 10
During the train ride back to Westport Liam opened his Blackberry and pressed the speed dial button for home, eager to let Daniel know he was on his way. It was only two o’clock. His big meeting had finished unexpectedly quick and Liam had let his secretary know he would be leaving early that day. The home phone rang but Daniel didn’t pick up. He must be outside gardening, Liam decided. And what was Alex doing? Scrubbing a toilet wearing nothing but that creamy, fine skin? They would definitely need to try clamps on those perky nipples. Liam didn’t leave a message, deciding to surprise his two sexy subs.
He flashed back to that morning when Alex had stood at attention in her room, her little cunt sopping wet as always. Maybe that night they’d relent and let her have her orgasm. Though not before they put her through her paces.
The heavyset woman next to him was glancing sidelong at his lap. She looked up at his face and gave him what he supposed was her best effort at a sexy come-hither smile. Embarrassed by the obvious erection jutting at his groin, Liam put his briefcase on his lap and looked out the window at the scenery flashing by.
Once he retrieved his car at the train station Liam called home again. Still no answer. He tried Daniel’s cell phone but that too went to voice mail. A tendril of worry curled its way into his brain. Hopefully everything was all right at home. He drove faster, telling himself they were probably outside or had the music going in the playroom and didn’t hear the phone. Or perhaps they’d even gone out somewhere—to the supermarket maybe.
He pulled into the long drive, noting Daniel’s truck was parked where it always was and Alex’s little car was there as well. He hurried up the walkway and entered the house. “Daniel?” he called. No answer. He took the stairs two at a time and, as he neared the second floor, he heard the music coming from the playroom and heaved a huge sigh of relief. They simply hadn’t heard the phone. Daniel often played his music too loud when he was alone, at least too loud for Liam.