Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
All I need to answer is where he goes after work and who he owes money to. Thankfully, I know someone I can meet up with who can answer these questions for me or at least give me a place to start.
There’s only a short while before she arrives, but that leaves me with a vacuum of things to do. No time to head out and investigate a bit further, but still a little time that leaves me feeling restless. I try to think about what we’ll do later on, Jenna and I.
I meant to think about the investigation, not what would come after. But my mind wanders, and I can’t stop it. I find myself closing my eyes, picturing her stretched out in front of me in the backseat of my car. How close I was to claiming her then.
Her body lay bare, open for me, and how she would look with her clothes ripped and torn away in the heat of passion. How she would look spread wide for me so that I could plunge deep inside her, the wetness of her pussy around me, the moans and gasps she would give me….
I blink and try to clear my head with a shake. Great. I’m rock hard again, like a teenage boy. I don’t think I was this bad when I was a teenager. It’s like I can’t get my dick to calm down.
Every single thought of her has me ready to go. My primal nature knows it needs to claim her, to mark her with my scent and my seed so no one else can have her.
And it will get its way soon enough.
I try to refocus my attention. If I can’t stop myself from thinking about Jenna, then I can at least think of my plans for tonight. The restaurant I’ve booked, the massage oil sitting upstairs in my bedroom ready to be used, the rose petals ready to be scattered. We’re going to have a really great night from start to finish.
The beautiful new clothes were hanging on the rail, just waiting to embrace her body. I can’t wait for her to see them. I can’t wait to see her reaction.
I know this is going to be just as special as she deserves. I’m going to make sure of it.
I go over the plans again in my head. Once we’ve finished for the day, or at least once we’ve done enough to call it a day, I’ll ask her if she’d like to have dinner.
She’ll say yes, and then I’ll bring the dress down the stairs for her to see. It’s wrapped up in a special bag and lots of branded tissue paper – once I said it was a gift, the people at the store were careful to make it look beautiful for me.
She can try it on in the bathroom down here, and I know she will look amazing.
While she’s trying it on, I’ll rush upstairs and change into a suit for the evening – she can’t come up at the same time because if she does, she’ll see the rose petals before we’re ready to take advantage of them.
We’ll go to dinner at an even better restaurant than the one we tried before, and then once she’s full of the kind of food that queens and princesses eat, we’ll come back here.
That’s where the massage oil comes in, as I’ll make sure she feels relaxed and at ease. And what’s a massage without a happy ending? I lose myself in the thought of it.
I envision her thighs oiled beneath my fingers, my hands creeping further up, then bringing her to ecstasy at least once before I even think about getting undressed.
There’s a buzz – the sound of my doorbell going off. I know exactly who it’s going to be. I’m not meeting Jenna until a little bit later, so it can only be one person. I stand up from my desk and then pause, taking a breath.
I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing in this case. This could go badly – backfire on me and leave Jenna’s dad all too aware of the fact that we’re looking into him.
I have to take a calculated risk if I want to get the answers, and it’s important to Jenna that I do. If her father is being threatened at home, it’s only a matter of time before she’s at risk as well. I have to do something to prevent that.
I walk over to the door and open it with a cheery smile. “Hello,” I say, putting out a hand for him to shake. “I’m glad you were able to make it.”
And as I usher him inside, I put my doubts away – because if there’s one thing I’m determined about, it’s that Jenna is going to get her answers.