Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
My man chuckles indulgently. “I’m not surprised. They use nitrous oxide to freeze the ice cream here, so it’s super cold.”
“I can tell,” I pant, pretending to take another sip only to have the same reaction. “But it’s too good to stop! Aaagh!”
My man merely chuckles again, taking a sip of his beer.
“Take it slow, sweetheart. You’ll want some of that milkshake left to dip your fries into.”
My eyes widen. “You do that, too?”
He grins, blue eyes dancing.
“Of course. It’s the best way to eat fries. Salty and sweet… my favorite.”
He winks and my heart pounds in my chest because this is more fun than I could have imagined. So far, we’ve been on scandalous dates that ended up with crazy sex and lots of innuendos, and of course, the innuendos are still present. But this is lighthearted and fun too, and I’m enjoying myself. Even more, it feels incredibly real, as if this man truly cares about me.
If it can happen for Jemima, I think, then why can’t it happen for me? After all, Jemima is a friend of mine who met her husband through Sanctum while she was working as a hostess. So if it’s happened before, it can happen again, right? In their case, Zane staged a virgin hunt where he chased a bunch of nude women through the woods before pinning one down and claiming her. His particular target was Jemima that night, and sure enough, soon they were in love and expecting a baby.
So it’s not impossible, and after our burgers are done, I glance once more through my lashes at Todd, a bit shy suddenly. Does he want something long term? Or am I just a good time girl to the handsome man? But then he takes my hand, smiling devilishly, and all reservations go flying out of my mind.
“What do you say we go up to my suite, sweetness? That burger hit the spot, and now, I think I’m ready for you to model that belly chain.”
I giggle and nod, and with that, we make our way to the elevator. Todd escorts me into the golden box, and once the doors open on the sixteenth floor, we proceed down a grand hallway before stopping before a huge set of double doors. My man swings them open before flicking on the lights, but instead of setting our things down carefully, he merely tosses our stuff onto the counter before sweeping me into his arms.
“Okay, baby girl, it’s time to get down to business,” he rasps in my ear. “I’ve been wanting you all day and I can’t keep my hands off you any longer.”
I giggle a bit.
“Really, Mr. Sales?”
“Fuck yeah,” he breathes, his breath hot against my neck. “Damn, I’ve wanted to tear your clothes off ever since you arrived this morning.”
With that, his big hands run over my thighs, squeezing the creamy flesh, before one finger goes up to skim at my most sensitive part. A low groan erupts from his throat.
“No panties today, honey?” he rasps. “Fuck.”
I don’t even have time to answer before my man pushes the mini up to my waist, revealing my naked pussy. To my shame, it’s already swollen and wet, dripping with anticipation at his touch.
“Oh Todd,” I sigh, my eyes fluttering shut as he gently skims one big finger over the crease of my nether lips before pulling them apart to gently press a kiss to my clit.
“You’re gorgeous honey,” he rasps, staring ravenously at my cunt. “What a beautiful pussy pink,” he whispers to himself more than anything. Then Todd gets nasty. He gets settled on his knees before me and then uses his fingers to spread my wet lips, gazing at my glistening interior. “Fuck yeah. A gorgeous crimson blush.”
I giggle a little but then it morphs into a moan as he slips his tongue into my pulsing hole, tasting me there.
“Oh!” I sigh blissfully.
My man merely continues, his fingers traveling to my asshole and circling the tight pucker before tapping it, testing its bounce. “What a gorgeous light coffee,” he moans. “I can’t wait to push my tongue in.”
“What?” I murmur in a daze, the word coming out more like a moan.
My handsome man merely laughs hoarsely, those blue eyes fixed to my most private parts. “I guess I think of everything in terms of colors, baby. And you, sweetheart, have the best colors of all.”
I giggle a bit.
“But they’re my pussy and asshole!”
He merely bends that dark head to press another kiss to my most sensitive spots, this time flicking his tongue against my back pucker.
“Yes, but they belong to me now,” he rasps in a rough voice. “All of you belongs to me, Bridget, and if I want you to come with my tongue in your butt, then you’re going to come, sweetness.” With that, another night of hedonism begins and I can’t wait because this is my man, and he’s right. Todd Sales has claimed me, and I can’t remember what life was like before he walked into it.