Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
I paused halfway, exhaling hard.
“You’re too big,” I whimpered, even as my hips did a little roll.
“Come ‘ere,” he said, pulling me down to press his lips to mine. “You can take your time,” he said as his hips started to gently rock up into me. “You feel so fucking good,” he added, making a little whimper escape me.
The slight ache thanks to my dry spell aside, he felt so good too. And with each passing second, the tension coiled inside eased, allowing me to slip down more, take more of him in. Until my hips were settled on his lap, his cock claiming me completely.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned as I sat back to look down at him.
My hips did a little involuntary circle, making him buck up into me.
My moan was embarrassingly loud.
But neither of us seemed to care as the need overtook us.
My hips rocked in circles, making him rub exactly where I needed him as his hips rocked up into me.
It was minutes, just a few short minutes, before I felt the orgasm start at the base of my spine.
Then, with one more rock, one more thrust, the pleasure screamed through my system, making my whole body shudder hard as Callow hissed out his breath, his hands digging into my hips as he kept thrusting up into me, dragging it out.
I collapsed down into him after, my whole body feeling spent.
But Callow was still rock-hard inside of me.
And before I could even catch my breath, he was rolling me under him and starting to rock into me again.
It was slow and sweet, undemanding, as his lips sealed over mine, kissing me long and deep until I swear my toes started to tingle even as need started to grow again.
When my sex clenched around him, Callow started to move faster, thrust deeper.
It wasn’t long before my nails were raking down his back and my fingers were digging into his ass, urging him to fuck me harder, faster.
Minutes passed before we were both mindless in our need, hurtling toward the orgasms that threatened to overtake us completely.
Then, in unison, they did, making me cry into his shoulder as my whole body tensed and shuddered, as Callow groaned as he slammed deep, his body jerking hard as he came.
His body crushed me afterward, but I found myself wrapping him up with arms and legs, needing him close. Even if it was hard to breathe.
Eventually, Callow rolled, reversing our positions, but keeping the same closeness.
His hands drifted up and down my spine, sifted through my hair. Like he couldn’t get enough of touching me.
My ear rested over his heart, listening to the beat as it slowed to a steady thump. I swear I could feel mine starting to beat in time with his.
“Can I stay like this forever?” I asked, feeling dreamy and safe and so, so freaking happy. I never wanted to move.
“As much as I want that, your lunch break will be over eventually.”
“Ugh. Don’t remind me,” I grumbled .
Getting up at all didn’t sound like a good time. Getting up to get back to work sounded downright miserable.
I wondered how long I could be missing before my boss noticed. I mean, I could usually manage to hide out in the closet for half an hour or longer with no issues. I figured I could at least spend another twenty minutes in this bliss before I had to get dressed and head back out.
“You got me ‘round the clock for the time being,” he reminded me as I felt the brush of his lips on top of my head.
“This is true.”
“I might just have to keep this room for a week or two, though. Maybe I can even bring lunch sometimes.”
“Nah. This is much better than food.”
“That, I kind of agree with. Though, I hear your cookies are pretty amazing.”
“I guess I can make you some when we get home.”
God, that felt both weird and wonderful to say.
When we got home.
The only we I’d been a part of for sixteen years had been just me and Daphne. It was strange, in a very cool way, to involve someone else in that.
Especially when that someone was a man like Callow.
There was a knock somewhere down the hall, making me stiffen.
“Housekeeping!”
I popped up, looking down at Callow.
“Did you put the sign on the door?” I asked, seeing the answer on his face before he even said it. “Shit,” I said, rolling off of him and the bed as a whole, landing on my knees beside the bed, quickly gathering my clothes and rushing toward the bathroom.
Callow was a lot more casual.
By the time I got fully back into my uniform, he’d just barely pulled on his pants and was making his way to the door to slip the sign on.
“Little late now,” I whispered with a smile as I moved toward the door with him. “Let them clean it,” I added, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. “Do I look presentable?”