Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
"Did we agree on a time limit for touching, or type of touch?" I ask him.
"We did not, but I love how much you're paying attention to the details. You have fifteen seconds," he says.
"I only get fifteen seconds to get you hard and ready to go? That's impossible."
"It's my body, little girl. This is why conversations and assignments are key to us enjoying sex together. Just so you know, there is absolutely something you can do in fifteen seconds that will get me hard, and the only hint I'll give you is it has nothing to do with my cock."
He assures me of his words by taking my hand and forcefully putting it inside his boxers. I wrap my fingers around his flaccid manhood. It's soft but thick. My heart races as I squeeze it and begin to stroke it, but nothing happens.
Aidan raises an eyebrow as I continue to move my hand up and down. There's not even a flinch of an erection.
"Time's up, little girl," he says and pulls my hand away.
"Fuck." I shift my attention back to the pages on the table. "I've already separated the financial documents from every department I want to verify. I'd like to start with payroll and see where that trail takes me."
"Okay. Why payroll?"
"People are always people," I tell him. "If there's fraud, someone's typically getting paid a ridiculous amount of money, or in some cases, they are employees who don't exist at all."
He narrows his gaze on the documents. "What kind of fraud do you suspect is involved when an employee doesn't exist?"
"The business can inflate their expenses to reduce their taxable income?"
"Are you asking me?"
I nod and chuckle. "No. I'm telling you that businesses will file paperwork to reduce their tax liability. I feel like once we go through Human Resources, we'll have different options to trace other possibilities for fraud. Then we can either confirm or deviate from the original auditor and CPA's reports."
"Very good. You have a decent grasp of the material. Why are you struggling to pass this class?"
"Life, bills, school, virginity…" I giggle.
"Seriously, Addison. What's happening to make you fall behind?"
"I get overwhelmed very easily. I overthink everything, and when I got into Professor Tamson's course, the first assignment was on par with my expectations. They got progressively harder to the point I questioned my decision to pursue my Master's degree."
"That's normal," he says as concern ripples across his thick eyebrows.
"Yeah, but when I spiraled down that train wreck of thought, I stopped paying attention in class. I gave up and stopped going. I didn't want to reach out until Professor Tamson cornered me at my faculty adviser's office. I explained it all to her, and she offered me several solutions, including coming to you."
"Coming to me, huh?" He smirks.
A prickly sensation swarms my cheeks as my words settle over the sexual tension between us. My chest rises and falls with anticipation. He glances down at my cleavage in the low-cut tank, reminding me that I'm owed.
"I answered more than one of your questions correctly, Daddy. You owe me my touch," I tease him. As the memories from our first meeting push through my mind, so do the memories from our moment in the hot tub. I know how to get him hard.
"You're right." He grins. "I'll give you a minute to touch me wherever you want."
"I need you to lie down for this."
He leads me by the hand into his bedroom, softly lit in amber hues. There are two black armchairs in front of a copper accent wall. The gray carpet is soft under my feet. Aidan's bed is simple, with squared black wooden posts on each corner. He moves his pillows aside to reveal two slim rectangular bars that separate the padded headboard from the mattress. They're perfect to be tied to.
Aidan lies across the bed and waits for me as I follow him. I'm about to straddle his lap, but slip my shorts off for him to see my pussy. It's already wet, and I remember what he likes.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, Daddy."
Aidan bites his lower lip before I lower myself above his face, gripping the bars to hold myself steady. The second I'm within his tongue's reach, Aidan loses control. He grips my thighs from under me to pull me closer. His lips and tongue collide against my pussy with passion and desire.
I cry out with my first orgasm, and now I don't have to be quiet. He eats me until my legs shake. I can barely take it anymore as he grips me harder to grind against his face. Then I feel him moving. Everything happens so fast as Aidan rises to his feet with his face still between my legs.
My hand reaches up and grazes the ceiling.