Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“Care to tell me what’s going on?” I say, the annoyance at her demeanor is very clear in my voice.
She stares at me for a moment and barks out a laugh as she shakes her head. “Wouldn’t you like to know? Maybe you can share some stuff with me, and I’ll tell you what’s wrong.”
I cock an eyebrow at her and shake my head. “You know as well as I do that’s not how this works. You’re my employee, I don’t have to tell you anything. You, on the other hand, are being out of line right now.”
She rolls her eyes and looks toward the window again, clearly not willing to tell me what’s bothering her. I watch her for a few moments, trying to figure out how to get this information out of her.
Threatening her pay is not going to do any good because she’s already being paid so little. The pay is purely performative, too. All of her bills are paid, and she eats at my house for free. If I threaten to fire her, she’ll be relieved.
The only way I’ve ever been able to get her to do what I want has been through tormenting her. I think back to all the times I’ve coerced her to say things to me while my hand has been between her legs, and an idea strikes me.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and approach her, settling myself on my knees in front of her. She looks away from the window with wide eyes, immediately shaking her head. She presses her knees firmly together while I rest my hands on them and pry them apart.
“Dawson! What the hell are you doing?” She nervously looks around for any crew members and sees that none of them are nearby. I don’t pay that much attention. Private jet crews see all kinds of things, and this is barely even scandalous in their eyes.
I reach a hand up to press it against her already damp center.
“Harper... You act like you don’t want this, but you’re already so turned on,” I whisper as I reach for the waist of her skirt and pull it down. She still looks nervous as she scans the cabin to make sure we’re alone.
“Someone could walk in,” Harper says as she pushes my hands away from her. Whenever she moves them, I bring them right back to her thighs and let them feel every part of her body. She can’t keep me away from her. “Do you know how wrong this is? You’re my boss. You’re my stepbrother. People are going to talk.”
“Let them,” I say as I bring my mouth to her panties and flick my tongue over her sensitive clit. She gasps, and all the fight she had in her seems to disappear at once. I watch with satisfaction as she sinks back in the seat, and her legs instinctively part for me. “If they’re going to walk in, I want to give them a show. I want them to know that you’re mine.”
Harper just shakes her head and bites her lip, squeezing her eyes shut, so she doesn’t have to contend with the fact that this is so public. This is just one of the many benefits of flying private.
I tease her a little outside her panties, watching as she starts breathing heavily and letting the pleasure take a hold. Her logical thinking seems to disappear, as expected, and I know that soon enough she’s going to melt like butter in my hands.
“How about you tell me what’s going on now?” I say as I pull my mouth from her pussy and kiss her thighs gently. She looks down at me and shakes her head.
She has no idea what she’s about to get herself into. I reach up, and I grab the waistband of her panties and pull them off, dropping them casually on the cabin floor.
My tongue slides through her folds before landing on her clit and swirling around it. She tries to stay quiet as she moans, clasping a hand over her mouth to stifle any sound. I reach up and grab both of her hands, holding them against the armrest of the chair so she can’t. She tries to pull them away, but she’s not strong enough and eventually she gives in.
“Oh my god,” she moans out, trying to keep herself quiet but failing. I move one of her hands so I’m holding both of hers down with my left and slowly inch my finger toward her entrance.
Her legs open wider, and I slide it inside, feeling how she grips me tight as she gets closer and closer to orgasm. I keep going, letting her think I’m going to bring her this pleasure she so desperately wants right now.
As I feel her on the verge, I pull my hand away and move my mouth back, sitting up to look at her.