Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Charlie,” I bark, bringing her wide-eyed attention zipping over to me. “In my office. Now, please.”
With a toss of her hair, she walks past me like she’s strutting down a runway, leaving the scent of sunshine and tanning oil in her wake. “Anything you say, Joe.”
The two officers are watching her ass retreat like it might be their last vision on this earth, one of them making no attempt to hide the tented crotch of his uniform pants.
“Get back to work,” I say, my voice deadly quiet. “And don’t even think about it.”
They knock into each other on their way to jog in separate directions. That’s when I take a deep, centering breath and follow Charlie down the corridor where my office is the last stop on the left, thanks to me liking peace and quiet from the buzzing station.
I know I’m in huge trouble the second I walk into my office and close the door.
Charlie is sitting on the edge of my desk, leaned back with her hands planted behind her. The reclined position naturally arches her back, giving me an ominous eyeful of those beautiful braless tits.
“Hi, Joe.”
“You shouldn’t be here, Charlie.”
“I know,” she murmurs, sounding genuinely contrite. “But I missed you.” There’s a sheen in her eye that doesn’t strike me as contrived at all—and that plagues me with immediate guilt. “I miss you so much.”
I’m melting like butter in a skillet. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Work has been busy.”
“Joe.” She shakes her head, causing a tear to escape. “You caught us manipulating you in order to spend time together. You get me. You get Bella. Let’s not go back to lying to each other.” She wets her lips. “We know you’re avoiding us.”
She’s right. There’s no need for pretense here. Not anymore. “I can’t be around you, Charlie.” Despite my best efforts, I gravitate toward her anyway, like a moth to a flame, stopping just before her knees can brush my belt buckle. “I need you to take your beautiful self home. You haunt me enough when you’re not here. Having you in front of me looking like that…” I swallow a groan. “It’s too much.”
She shakes back her hair, the action making her titties jiggle side to side. “What do I look like, Joe?”
I’m crumbling. Ready to get down on my knees. Again. “Edible,” I manage, my upper lip already starting to get sweaty. Jesus.
“I am edible,” she whispers, swinging her legs. “You would know.”
“Stop.” I drag a hand down my face, mentally shaming myself when I take another step forward, inserting my hips between her parted knees. “When I heard you were here, I thought something bad happened. Or you might have been hurt.”
“No. I’m fine.” I open my eyes to find her sitting forward, her right hand lifting to cradle the side of my face, and that simple touch scatters my common sense. “I just needed to see you, Daddy.”
My balls squeeze in pain. “Charlie.”
“Shhh.” She twists her hands in the front of my shirt and draws me closer, wedging my lower body between her delectable thighs. “No one will ever know if you give me a little kiss.” She blinks her big eyes up at me. “I haven’t touched you in so long.”
A bead of sweat rolls down my spine. “We shouldn’t be touching.”
“Says who?”
“Everyone would say so.”
The tip of her tongue meets my upper lip. “It’s just you and me here.”
A shudder wracks me, my dick cocked like a pistol. “Charlie, this is getting messy. You, me, Bella. We have to get some distance from each other. Perspective.”
“We don’t want distance,” she whispers, sipping at my mouth, slowly beginning to undulate her hips on the desk, widening her thighs, making it so easy to tuck my cock into that sweet little notch and feel her movements. The friction of her bare cunt humping gently against the distended fly of my uniform pants.
Oh lord. Save me.
But when my mouth presses hers open and the kiss accelerates like a match on a puddle of gasoline, I know it’s too late.
9
Charlie
Just like that, everything is right with the world.
Joe’s hard body is wedged between my thighs and his tongue is starved for my mouth, telling me he missed me just as much as Bella and I have missed him. He’s thick and ready to end this standoff here and now, on the edge of his desk. More and more moisture seeps from my pussy every time he sinks that skilled tongue into my mouth, his hands massaging up and down my thighs, then up the front of my body where he jerks down the top of my tube dress, uncovering my breasts.
“So ripe, sweetheart,” he grates, fondling them, his gaze marveling at what he touches. “Goddamn, they’re so high and ripe.”
“All yours, too.”
“No, they can’t be mine.”