Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Sydney laughs.
“I have to say this conversation is pretty crazy because we’ve gone from hijacking to part-time law enforcement, and now to my professional background.”
I quirk a black brow at the pretty woman.
“Why, does no one else ask?”
She giggles.
“They definitely don’t ask. In fact, sometimes there’s hardly any conversation,” she says while shooting me a playful look.
I growl.
“Well, we’ll get to that, but tell me about yourself, Miss McGrath. I command it.”
The pretty brunette smiles again while leaning back against the couch cushions. Good, she’s comfortable, and I like it that way.
“Well, Mr. Trenton, after high school, I figured I’d go to college and try to find myself something meaningful to do. But when it came to college applications, let’s just say I fell down in a bad way.”
I arch a brow at her.
“You never applied?”
She shrugs.
“Sort of yeah. I realized that I was never going to get into the schools I wanted to attend. I mean, my grades were decent, but not the best, so I was looking at some lower-tier universities that cost an arm and a leg. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that these schools are bad,” she says quickly. “I just couldn’t imagine asking my family to pay for them.”
I nod slowly.
“That’s smart. I don’t think a lot of kids even think about that.”
Sydney nods slowly.
“Well, it took a while for me to realize too. I genuinely thought I was going to go to college, but yeah, the application process was eye-opening because you learn so much, and I didn’t follow through with it. So after graduation, I started applying for jobs. I applied for a ton of openings – secretarial positions, waitressing, housekeeping, and pretty much anything you can imagine that doesn’t require a college degree.”
I nod.
“And?”
She shrugs.
“I just wasn’t getting hired. Then I ended up coming across Club Z, and the rest was history. I was hired almost immediately and even more surprising, I really like it. I know it’s slutty to admit, but I love pleasing men and providing them with the girlfriend experience. Does that make me a bad person?”
I shake my head.
“No, it just means you’ve found something you’re good at, and that’s worth a lot, honey. A lot of people go through life hating their jobs, but it sounds like you found one that’s a good fit straightaway.”
She blushes a little.
“Oh good. I’m glad you’re not judging me, Mr. Trenton.”
I shrug and smile.
“It’s not my place to judge,” I say in a low growl. “Especially seeing how beautiful you are, and how responsive too.”
A frisson runs through the air, the electricity between us sparking.
“It’s crazy that you’re a hijacker,” Sydney murmurs while glancing at me from beneath her lashes. “I should have known because you’re too handsome to be a criminal.”
I chuckle low in my chest.
“There’s no need to flatter me, darling. If you want to get into my pants, then you can just say it,” I tease. “You know it’s all for you.”
She laughs melodically, those brown eyes dancing.
“I do know because I had it just yesterday. But goodness, my head is reeling from all this,” she murmurs as she massages her temples. “I can’t believe how this as all turned out! I mean, it’s crazy right?”
I nod.
“Yes, but crazy in a good way.”
Before Sydney can answer, I cut her off by leaning in and pressing my lips against hers, and immediately, that plush pout parts beneath my own. She’s sweet, willing, and so fucking sensuous too. Even more, I didn’t think I’d ever get to feel her lips pressed up against mine again, but thank fuck I was wrong.
Soon, Sydney’s melting into the kiss, her sweet form pressed up against mine and within seconds, I’m filled to the brim with desperation. I need to be in this woman stat, and I push her back against the soft couch cushions.
She goes willingly, moaning into my mouth as I reach beneath the hem of her skirt for her panties. But of course, Sydney’s not wearing panties, and I groan as my hand touches slick, swollen flesh.
“You’re a nasty girl, you know that?” I whisper in a hoarse voice while stroking through those drenched folds. Sydney’s head tips back as she lets out a throaty moan.
“Yes, but I’m nasty for you, Mr. Trenton,” she pants before letting out a squeal. I’ve just pinched her clit and she shrieks again while clutching at my shoulders.
“That feels so good,” she sighs. “More. MORE!”
I’m only too happy to oblige, and Sydney cries out as I push two fingers between her folds and massage her hardened clit for a moment. She’s so wet already, and I groan as I spread her lips further apart, listening to the vulgar sound of her slick. Her back arches as she gasps into my mouth, and quickly I fumble for my cock. Fuck, this monster’s huge and aching. Like a dirty fuck, I lube myself up with her wetness, both of us looking down to watch the filthy sight.