Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
And then he takes me again, over and over, until I realize that no matter how many times we make love, it’s not going to be enough.
16
Laney
Sex has never been so good.
I tell myself that it’s because I’ve never been with someone with so much experience.
We’ve been having a friends with benefits relationship for two weeks and I keep waiting for the urges I have to jump on Austin at every turn to go away, but if anything, they keep getting harder to resist. The calls I’ve been ignoring from my ex-fiancé are serving as an excellent reminder to me that what I’m feeling for Austin isn’t going to last. But apparently it’s going to take more than two weeks.
I’m leaving Austin’s office where he’s on the phone with a client and decide it’ll be fun to tease him. I drop the papers I’m holding and when I bend over to pick them up, I hike up my skirt so he’ll be sure to see the new thong I bought.
“I’ll have to call you right back,” Austin says before slamming down the phone. Somehow he catches up to me in time to shut the office door before I can escape. The blinds are already closed; they have been since our first kiss in that office. He locks the door and then pulls my skirt up.
His hand caresses my backside, his fingers brushing between my legs.
“Austin, you’re not calling in benefits right now, are you?”
He slips his hand under my thong and begins to tease me, cupping my breast with his other hand. His voice is gravely in my ear. “I’m going to give you some benefits all right. I just hope you don’t blush too red after I have you screaming my name for the whole shop to hear.”
Gasping, I cover my mouth with my hand, already too lost in his touch to pull away.
His hands are controlling, and I know I don’t have to say a word, he’ll get me off with no worry about his own pleasure. Every time I’ve tried to please him, he’s stopped me. Well, not today. Today he’s getting his.
I push him until he’s walking backward, and he lands with a thud into his chair. I drop between his legs and already he’s trying to pull me up. “No, Laney, the floor is dirty.”
But I resist, staying where I’m at and tugging at the button and zipper of his jeans and freeing his hard cock into my hands. I look into his eyes, and with a smirk, I tell him, “I like it dirty” before wrapping my mouth around his hard girth.
His head falls backward and he moans, a guttural sound that is bouncing off the walls. I pull off him just enough to say, “Now who’s going to be screaming whose name?” before I latch on to him again and start bouncing up and down.
I take him in until he’s sliding down the back of my throat, and I swallow, wanting to please him. His girth expands in my mouth and I release him. In and out I take him. He growls in pleasure before he pulls my hair, lifting my mouth off of him. “The desk,” he groans. He reaches between my thighs and I’m dripping wet for him. He pulls me up, turns me around, and pushes between my shoulders until I’m leaning over his desk. He lifts my skirt, grabbing the material of my thong and rips it in two, his fingers plunging into my hot, molten sex. Grabbing on to my hair, he leans over me, his cock sliding along my pussy lips but not entering me. He moves back and forth, whispering in my ear, “You know how many times I’ve imagined taking you on my desk? How many times I’ve thought just of this?” But he doesn’t wait for an answer, thank goodness, because I can’t even form any words right now. Finally, fucking finally, he enters me, fast and hard. With each thrust he says the words. “Too. Many. Fucking. Times.” He pounds into me and I’m fighting back my orgasm, wanting this to last, never wanting it to stop. But it’s too much. He’s too much. “Yes! Austin, please don’t stop,” I beg.
And he gives me his all, until I’m panting for it, my body jerking, and I’m milking him. His release is hot and violent, shaking me to the core.
Austin
I can barely concentrate on work the rest of the day. All my thoughts are of Laney. She has fucking wrecked me. She may think this is friends with benefits, but it’s so much more. I just have to convince her of it.
Right before closing time, I get a call from Jerry, who tells me that Keith is in town looking for Laney, and he’s on his way to the shop. I’m surprised that he called me, but then again, Jerry is a smart man. He can see what is between his daughter and me. No doubt he knows that I wouldn’t let Keith hurt her in any way.