Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
“A little Desperate Housewives action,” I mutter, smiling to myself as I snatch it off the hook, slip into it, and race back to my room for my heels. I’m just getting into them when I hear the sound of an engine out front. I grab my purse and phone and race to the door and look out the window. Sure enough, there’s a car parked out front waiting. “Yeah, this all feels like a dream.”
But just in case it isn’t, I slip my keys into my purse, head outside, lock the door behind me, and make my way down to the steps where a very expensive-looking car is waiting for me like I’m some kind of celebrity or something.
I take the steps down to the sidewalk, my fingers crossed behind my back. This is either going to go incredibly well or is going to end my career at Crown Enterprises.
“Here we go.”
5
Jude
I open the door to find Penny standing on my steps in a long beige trench coat, clutching her purse to her chest, doing her best not to look terrified.
“What are you?” I ask. “Some kind of detective?”
“No.” She frowns adorably. “It’s my Desperate Housewives look. At least that’s what I was going for.”
“Ah.” I nod. “So that must mean there’s something quite sexy underneath there.”
“Well…I guess that will be up to you to decide.”
Damn, she’s cute. Cute and sexy. I can tell she tried hard to follow my commands, but this is a girl who doesn’t have a dresser full of Victoria’s Secret lingerie because she’s never needed it. And I love that. That means she’s untouched, innocent, hasn’t been used up or run through yet. I’m getting stiff just at the thought of doing things to her that will take that soft, apprehensive look on her face and transform it into a twisted expression of absolute pleasure.
“Well, don’t just stand out there on the steps,” I tell her. “Come inside.”
She nods shyly. “Yes, sir—I mean, Jude.”
I smile as she passes and inhale deeply, cementing the scent of her perfume into my lungs. It’s pretty, but what I’m really dying for are her pheromones – the smell of her body that I can only get from lying on top of her as I rock my hips back and forth, stretching her walls with my swollen cock.
I close the door behind her, and now it’s just us in my house. A strange feeling comes over me. I haven’t had a woman here in years. This house is my sanctuary away from work, a place only I come to leave everything behind. But I couldn’t sleep tonight, and when the idea of inviting Penny come into my mind, I didn’t hesitate. I made the call. And now that she’s here, I already know it’s going to be nearly impossible to let her leave.
“Do you want me to take my shoes off?” she asks, stopping a few feet in front of me and turning. The light from the chandelier shines down on her auburn hair, backlighting her, causing her to glow like an angel.
“Those shoes?” I grin, pointing to her heels. She’s wearing the same ones she bought today at Saks, which means they’re either the only pair she owns or so much nicer than the others she owns that she wasn’t worried about wearing the same shoes I’d already seen her in today. “Are you kidding, sweetheart? I don’t ever want you to take those off. You look incredible in them. They look like they were made for you. You ever thought of getting a side job as a shoe model?”
Penny’s cheeks go as red as a nice marinara sauce, and she lowers her eyes, letting her hair fall across her face as she shakes her head. “You mean after you fire me?”
Oops. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.
“Fire you?” I step forward, lift her chin with my index finger so those beautiful globe-like eyes of hers are focused on me. Christ, I could lose myself on them and die a happy man. “Oh, sweetheart. That’s not going to happen. You’re obviously good at what you do, and on top of that, you’re the most beautiful piece of art in the office. How could I possibly get rid of you?”
There’s a quick flash in those eyes of hers. Penny’s lips turn up in the slightest hint of a smile. “I-I’m a piece of art?”
“You’re damn right you are. A work of art even.” Slowly, I reach down and undo the buttons on her coat and part the lapels, revealing the most incredible body underneath, clad only in a black lace bra and thong. I almost toss my seed in my boxers right then and there. “Speaking of which. I just moved my Picasso to my house in LA, so I’ve got room for a new masterpiece. Why don’t we see how you look in my living room?”