Total pages in book: 136
Estimated words: 132951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
“You’re so beautiful.” He skims my bottom lip with his thumb as I fuck him with my mouth, reveling in the way it feels when he looks at me like this—like I’m his world, like I’m the only thing he wants.
He frames my face with his hands, eyes flaring as he holds me immobile, his cock halfway down my throat.
“Connor, I didn’t realize you were home. I was coming to see if Dred needed anything before I retired for the night,” Ethel says from what sounds like the other side of the room.
I freeze, but I’m hidden behind the massive desk. Ethel has no idea I’m on my knees sucking off my husband.
He strokes my cheek with his thumb, the other hand leaving my face.
“We’re fine,” he grinds out. “Thank you, though. She just stepped out for a minute.”
“Ah. I see. Well, tell her I said good night.”
I apply suction.
His fingers press firmly against the hinge of my jaw. “I’ll do that. Have a good night, Ethel,” he says through gritted teeth.
“You too, sir.”
Several seconds pass before his hands are on my face again, and he slides out of my mouth, tipping my chin up to kiss me roughly. “Did you want Ethel to know you were trying to swallow my cock, darling?” He rises, pulling me with him, and strips me out of my shirt. His lips ghost mine, fingers curved around my jaw. “Should I bend you over your desk and fuck you right here, with the door wide open, where anyone can walk by?”
I moan against his mouth.
He grins darkly. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He spins me around, pulls my leggings and panties down, and moves me into position. A thrill shoots through me as he gently runs his hand down my spine. My chest and stomach meet the polished wood surface, and I turn my head, cheek pressing against discarded papers. Our half-finished dinner plates are a few inches away, takeout containers next to them.
He slips his fingers between my already trembling thighs. “Such a pretty, wet cunt.” He pushes two fingers into me and folds over me to kiss my cheek. “I think I’ll eat you later, when we’re in bed and I can take my time. How does that sound, wife?”
“Yes, please.”
“Such a sweet little menace.” His fingers withdraw, and he quickly rolls a condom down his length and sheaths himself inside me in one smooth stroke. His body covers mine, his mouth at my ear. “You feel so fucking good, Mildred. So wet and hot and perfect.” He slips a hand between my legs to rub my clit.
I come, spasming around him, groaning his name.
“Louder, darling, they can’t hear you in the kitchen.”
The heat of his chest leaves my back, and his fingers dig into my hips as he fucks into me, hard and fast. My pussy makes wet sucking sounds with every thrust, and it’s all I can do to hold on and enjoy the ride as I careen into bliss, moaning his name through another orgasm.
And then he’s close again, lips at my ear, whispering dirty praise as he comes. We don’t make it to the bedroom before the next round. Instead, I end up on my back on the desk with Connor on his knees, my legs thrown over his shoulders as he buries his face between my thighs and makes good on his promise.
CHAPTER 33
DRED
I’ve just changed into something that isn’t covered in my cum and Connor’s saliva when my phone pings with new messages. I find it on the floor under the desk. My stomach lurches as Victor’s name appears several times. I gave him and Everly my cell number when they started volunteering, so they could let me know if they would be late. Obviously I gave them the green light to contact me if they ever needed anything, be that school- or life-related. Their last message before today was me thanking them for their gift. Cordelia told me they paid for it all on their own, which makes it even more special.
Victor
Are you at the library?
I think maybe your shift is already finished.
Everly is locked in the bathroom in the café down the street. She said she can’t come out, and I don’t know what to do.
Dred
I’m taking it Cordelia isn’t an option?
Victor
Not really. Everly already got in trouble once today, and she’ll be in even more trouble if I tell Cordelia. And I know she’ll be in trouble no matter what, but she’s really upset, and I just don’t know what else to do.
Dred
Got it. I’m texting Everly now.
Victor
Thank you.
Dred
We’ll get it worked out.
I switch to the private messages with Everly to start damage control.
Dred
Hey! Can you tell me what’s going on? Victor seems concerned.
The inchworm dots appear, and it takes a minute before a message finally comes through.