Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“You were pretty fantastic.” He gently slid off me, and my pussy was a bit tender so I fought off a groan and a wince.
“Oh, shit, babe. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“I think that comes with the territory for first timers, and probably with guys that have massive cocks,” I said, pointing to his semi hard cock that still looked big even though he wasn’t ready yet.
“Still, I should take care of you.”
“Can you hold me?”
“Always.” He slid an arm under me and pulled me to his side. We laid like that until the middle of the night.
“Sweetheart, I have to get ready for work. I’ve got a message from Elizabeth. Pictures are up and the video is as well.”
“Not the whole thing, right?”
“No. Here it is.” He played it on his phone. It was a twenty-second clip, and then it went to the perfume with a voice-over of James whispering, “A delicious treat.” He had said that on the camera, but we were so far away.
“How did they get that?” I gasped.
“I don’t know, but I’m going to have a word with Claude.” He was furious, and I covered myself as if it would help the exposed feeling washing over me.
“Look, I need to go to work, but I’ll deal with this. Other than that, everything looks great, so let’s not worry about it. You look amazing.” He growled.
“You don’t sound like you appreciate it.”
“I didn’t want you to do the photo shoot the second Elizabeth sent me your image. I didn’t want my woman to be the object of other men’s fantasies.”
“Well, look who that is right there. Do you know how many women are going to be ogling this gorgeous bastard all over New York and the world? I’m sure you’re going to become a hot commodity. I’m going to have to carry a pry bar wherever we go. You look like a man ready to devour a woman. It’s hot as hell.”
“I was ready to devour, and I want to feast on you again.” He smirked and reached out to caress my nipples.
“I need a shower, but later?”
“Yes. Besides, I need to get my ass going. I’m expected to be in the office soon. Be a good girl.” He bent down and I got on my knees on the bed to kiss him. When he broke our kiss, he shook his head and put his pants on. “Fuck, you are going to make me stay,” he grunted and forced himself away.
****
I sighed and stretched with a sly, catlike grin.
It had only been a day since James and I truly began our relationship after clearing the air. He wanted to take me on a date tonight because he wanted everyone to see him with his future wife, as he put it. It was a bit early for that title, and I blushed just thinking about it. From the moment James stepped into my life, I turned into a fourteen-year-old, fantasizing about marrying my crush. It was outlandish, but I couldn’t fathom anything else. Especially when he kept filling my head with that nonsense.
My phone rang, and I quickly snatched it up, thinking that James was calling to tell me he missed me, but it wasn’t him. My father’s image popped up on the screen, and dread shot straight through me.
I almost let it go to voicemail, but then I’d have to listen to it and that might be worse, so I picked up on the last ring. “Ava, please tell me that’s not you,” he spoke with clenched teeth. There had been no mistaking that voice and tone I’d recognized my entire life.
I sat up against my headboard and tried to play it cool while I braced myself for the storm that was about to be set loose. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Father.”
“A nurse showed me a video on the internet,” he snarled at a dangerous level. His voice coiled with rage I’d only heard a couple times in my life, and each had been when he’d been ready to explode.
“Do you mean the ad?” I ask, my tone even and steady unlike my shaking hands.
“Yes, so it is you? I thought you worked in an office, and this is what you’re doing with your time. You’re lying to me and your mother.”
“I wasn’t lying to you; I do work as a receptionist at an office. You would know it if you’d come to visit me over the past two years. A friend of mine asked me for a favor at the last minute just a few days ago. It wasn’t meant to be a video with the owner of the company, but the photographer thought it would be better.”
“That’s bullshit!” he roared. “They set that up for you to be seduced.”
“I assure you that it wasn’t.”