Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 171979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 573(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 573(@300wpm)
“No one gets me the way you do,” she whimpered, her ass pressing hard on his cock.
“Where are they?” he asked, unmoved by the needy way she was moving on him. Even her hands smoothing over his chest to go to his belt buckle left him feeling cold.
Livvy waved one of her hands carelessly to the purse she had set on the desk.
“Let me see.”
She shifted on his lap, spreading the front of his pants wide open to take out his cock. “What’s the hurry? What you wanted is in there, safe and sound. It’s your turn to give me what I want.” Livvy’s jealous eyes locked on his. “Or did you wear yourself out last night and didn’t save anything for me?”
A cruel smile molded on his lips, which he knew would dampen her cunt before he could touch her. Sliding a finger under her thong, he found her clit slick, sending her frenziedly sliding her hand up and down over his hardening cock.
“What do you think? Don’t compare yourself to Sage.” When he stood up with her in his arms, she lost her grip on his cock as he lifted her to the side of his desk. Moving her purse to the side, along with his phone, he pulled up her dress to her waist as he sat her ass down.
“Do you hate fucking Sage as much as I hate fucking Garrett?” she moaned, reaching up to pull his mouth to hers, passionately kissing him as he twisted her clit harder.
Smothering her moans with his mouth, he released her tortured clit to rub his finger in her slick juices.
“As soon as he signs the condo over to me,” she panted out, “I’m going to say see ya later, sucka.”
He pulled a breast out of her skimpy bra and over the top of her dress, and his mouth covered the nipple, sucking it vigorously.
“Oh … Kent …” she moaned. “Bite my nipple. You know how I like it …”
Biting down, he gave Livvy the pain she was begging for. Her low squeal grated on his nerves.
“Harder,” she begged.
The sounds of his finger fucking her and her moans filled the office.
“Now that I got you what you wanted, are you going to stop seeing that slut?”
“No,” he growled, pulling his finger out of her pussy. He then caught her clit between two fingers and twisted it between them. “I have another use for her.”
A low scream erupted from Livvy’s lips as she came on his hand.
Releasing her clit, Kent stepped away from the desk to go to his bathroom to wash his hands and brush his teeth. Swishing another capful of mouthwash around, he spit it out, finally getting rid of the taste of Livvy.
After straightening his clothes, he went back to his desk, ignoring Livvy, who was still lying limply on his desk.
“You should get yourself cleaned up. Mrs. Boward will be back any minute,” he lied smoothly.
Sliding Livvy’s tote bag closer to him, he opened it.
Livvy jerked upright. “Are you crazy!” she snarled. “You don’t treat a Louboutin that way!”
“Pick out another one, and I’ll buy it for you.” He took a folder out then tilted the bag, seeing the video discs. He pulled them out, then put the folder and the discs in his desk drawer.
Hearing she could pick out a new purse doused her anger as if a bucket of water had been poured on her. “I can pick out any one I want?” she squealed, bouncing off the desk to hug him.
“Go for it.” Kent dragged his tie back from around her neck. He just wanted her out of the office so he could look at the folder and disc drive.
“Thanks, Kent. You’re the best!” Before he could turn his face around, Livvy plastered her lips over his, snaking her tongue inside of his mouth. If he hadn’t wanted to make sure he had everything he needed on those flash drives and in the folder, he would have jerked his mouth away. Telling himself he only needed to play along until he got her out of his office, he suffered through her passionate kiss, even forced himself to give her a halfhearted response.
Squeezing her ass, he broke off the kiss. “Livvy,” he warned, “I don’t want Mrs. Boward to catch you and tell Garrett before you can get his signature.”
“You’re right,” Livvy admitted, reluctantly pulling away yet skimming a finger over his lips. “We don’t want her to see my lipstick on you, either, do we?”
Livvy’s eyes turned into slits. “Sage ever kiss you like that?” Her hand went to the crotch of his pants to grab his cock. “I can hardly wait until we get rid of our dead weight. You can move in with me instead of staying in the casino. We can fuck somewhere else other than your office! It won’t matter if Garrett, Sage, or the whole of Kansas City knows we’re fucking!”