Working Hard – Holidays with the Boss Read Online Loni Ree

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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
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Wait a minute. He wants to get married right now? “Tonight?”

“Right this minute,” he confirms, then leans close to me to whisper, “Not to force your hand or anything, but I think your uncle might take out a hit on me if you say no.”

“I love you, too.” I drop to my knee and wrap my arms around his waist. Throwing caution to the wind, I blurt out, “And yes, I’ll marry you.”

“Let’s get this show on the road,” my uncle interjects. “I’m growing older by the second over here.”

Brendan pulls an adorable bouquet of flowers out of the refrigerator and hands it to me. “Are you okay with a low-key ceremony?” I see the worry shining from his eyes.

“If you don’t think your family will mind.” I bite my bottom lip, waiting for his answer. This is all happening fast, and I have no doubt we’re doing the right thing, but I don’t want to get off on the wrong foot with his large family.

“My family is going to love you.” He kisses the side of my neck. “And they’ll be ecstatic for us.” He told me about his siblings and their quicky weddings, but I’m pretty sure we’re beating them in the engagement length race. Surely, ten minutes is the shortest engagement in history.

“Then let’s get this show on the road.” I smile up at him.

Uncle Marco steps over and points at the table. “Before we proceed, there are papers for you two to sign.”

“What papers?” I stare at my uncle, waiting for him to explain.

“You’re my heir.” He shrugs. “I require both of you to sign a prenuptial agreement protecting you both.”

“No,” I argue. “I won’t do it.”

Brendan steps between us, but I hold up my hand to stop him from interfering. “I’m an adult, and I refuse to let you run my life,” I tell Uncle Marco.

“Stubborn to the end,” my uncle grumbles under his breath.

“That’s right.” I hold my ground. “And I’m not changing my mind.” I turn to Brendan. “So, do you still want to marry me without those documents?”

“Hell fucking yes.” Brendan stares into my eyes. “I fucking love you, and you’re never getting away from me, so those,” he points at the stack of papers, “are worthless.”

“Then can we get to the ceremony?”

It only takes about ten minutes before the judge smiles down at us and declares us “Husband and Wife.”

“Save the fucking inappropriate kisses for later,” my uncle growls as Brendan takes me into his arms and ignores Uncle Marco’s demand. His warm lips move over mine while his tongue slips into my mouth. I forget all about the other men standing in the room and melt into his kiss.

“Okay,” Uncle Marco growls behind us. “That’s enough.”

Uncle Marco and Rosita organized a wonderful dinner for us, but I don’t taste a bite of it. Instead, my mind is filled with fantasies of the night ahead. My virgin girly bits are ready for their first workout.

Uncle Marco seems reluctant to leave, but Brendan manages to rush him and the judge out the door. Before he leaves, my uncle leans over to whisper something to Brendan that makes my husband smile widely. I intend to ask him about it but end up getting distracted.

“Fucking finally.” An animalistic growl erupts from Brendan’s throat as he reaches for me. “I’m dying for my first taste of you.”

My husband takes my hand and brings it to his mouth. His teeth nip my knuckles before he runs his tongue over the spot, soothing the slight sting. “I know we’re moving at warp speed, but I can’t seem to help myself.” I’m actually about to beg him to freaking move faster. “Thank you for taking this wild ride with me.” He kisses me to within an inch of my life, and I forget what we’re talking about as my body melts against his hard muscles.

“Make me yours.” Chaste dating and phone sex have left me ready to combust if he doesn’t get a move on.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” Brendan lifts me against his body and covers my lips with his.

Apprehension cuts through me when lays me on the huge, silk-covered bed and steps back to start pulling off his clothes. He shakes his finger at me when I start to pull my shirt over my head. “I get to unwrap my present.” Lying back, I watch him tear away his clothes.

Staring at his naked chest sends hunger shooting through my soul. Brendan is one hot specimen of mankind. And he’s all mine. “Wow,” I gasp when he unzips his dress pants and slides them down his legs. Things are about to get interesting.

CHAPTER

SEVEN

BRENDAN

My wife’s eyes widen as she stares down at my painfully erect cock. The fucker has run out of patience and is ready for me to get my ass into gear, but I refuse to rush this. Tonight must be perfect for my little love.



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