Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 89878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“Oh, that’s right. It must have hurt, being so close to something you wanted and unable to attain it.”
She is going to fucking get it. “You have no idea.” I want to rip off her sunglasses and bask in the heat building behind her eyes. Mine drop to admire her nipples poking at the fabric of her top. “If you don’t want me to pummel every twat here, I suggest putting those away.”
Her chin dips as she gazes down at her tits—my tits. Then her eyes meet mine, the sexiest fucking grin on her face. “Can’t really control that. I’d have to not be turned on for that to happen.”
Fuck. Me.
My hand twitches with the need to shove her face into my crotch. That little stunt in my office was risky, but fuck, those lips are magic. I was in a daze for the rest of the afternoon. It was all I could do not to buzz my assistant and have her add a standing appointment each day.
“Why are you turned on, Peach?” I question, knowing I’m asking for trouble.
“I can’t stop thinking about how it felt to be filled in so many places—in sooo many ways.” She licks her bottom lip. “Do you think anyone would notice if I slipped my fingers inside my bottoms?”
“Georgia,” I say in warning.
“I ache so bad. I bet I’d come all over my hand at the smallest touch.”
“You’re going to fucking get—”
“Dad, you two getting out? Jesus, enough work talk,” Noah says, bringing his attention back to his friends.
Georgia smiles. “Thanks for the work chat, Mr. Blake.” She swims past me and climbs out of the pool. I, on the other hand, have to wait until my fucking dick goes down.
Chapter seventeen
Jackson
My patience isn’t running thin; it ran out over an hour ago. What the fuck does she think she’s doing? Another round of laughter echoes from the theatre room. Noah and Georgia have been down there for hours, watching movies.
I told her. Made myself clear. I had full access to her when I pleased.
Dinner was fucking hell. Sitting there, watching those dumb fucks show off in front of her, wanting nothing more than to pull her into the pool house and bend over and fuck her raw. Since that wasn’t something that could have happened, I stepped away, throwing myself into work instead. When I reappeared, his friends were gone, and Noah and Georgia had settled themselves in the media room.
The second Noah went to bed, I was going to make Georgia pay for all her teasing today. I plan to mark her ass—one slap for every hour she made me wait. Another round of laughter, and I snap. Grabbing my phone, I fire off a text.
Me: Tell Noah you’re going to bed. Shut your bedroom door and come to my room.
I hit send on the number I obtained from HR. Three little dots appear and then disappear a few seconds later.
She better fucking—
Then I hear footsteps. I listen closely. The sound of a door shutting, and a beat later, she walks into my room. “Shut the fucking door.” A shiver runs down her arms, making the hairs stand up. She does as she’s told, then faces me. “Climb on the bed. I want your ass out.” She licks her lips, and I add another slap to the tally she’s racking up. She climbs onto the bed and positions herself doggie-style. I walk up to her and pull her shorts down. “I told you if you don’t follow the rules, you’ll get punished.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t—fuck!” she cries out at the first slap. I caress her cheek, loving the instant welt.
“A slap for every hour you’ve made me wait for this pussy.”
Slap.
“How many hours is that?” she asks, tremors in her tone.
“Since you spread your legs in that bikini.”
Slap.
She jolts forward, and I draw circles around my handprint. Her breaths quicken into shallow pants. By the fourth slap, she moans. “You dirty little girl. You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she pants, and I pull her shorts down further. “Fucking soaked.” The view of her glistening pussy is breathtaking. Leaning in, I smash my face between her cheeks, lapping her arousal. “So sweet,” I hum, sucking her lips into my mouth. I go to town devouring her, gripping her ass in my hands while I tongue-fuck her cunt. My cock is ready to rip through my pants at the taste of her. Her hips are on the move, pressing into my face, and I love how turned on she is. Each moan is for me—and I want to own every single fucking one. “This pussy belongs to me.”
“Yes—fuck yes.” She pushes her ass into me. “More. Jackson, I need more.”
“So greedy,” I murmur and plunge my tongue inside her heat. She’s so wet her juices drip down my chin. I release one side of her ass and shove two fingers deep inside, earning another raspy moan. “Come, my little slut. Come for me. Show me how much you want my cock.”