Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
He was at the mercy of her pussy, and he didn’t succumb to that need.
Staring into her brown eyes, he felt each wave of his orgasm as it filled her tight pussy. He knew she was on the pill, but one day, he was going to ask her to stop it, because he wanted to have more with her.
Roman wanted a family. He wanted it all with Abigail, and he was going to make sure he got it all.
Chapter Eleven
Abigail didn’t know how she was supposed to concentrate on work with a plug up her ass, and the promise that if she kept it there, he was going to have a lot of fun with her tonight. This was close to torture, and she had a feeling Roman enjoyed it. Each time she moved, she felt it in her ass.
He’d call her into his office, and she had a feeling she was blushing all over. She hoped no one else noticed, and to any onlooker, she just appeared frazzled. At least, that was what she hoped.
Roman had a sudden meeting and she was alone in the office with Angel. She’d already played ball with Angel for a good twenty minutes, and she’d gone to sleep in her bed in Roman’s office.
She stood next to her desk and couldn’t help but think about this morning. Roman had told her it would be a lot of fun, and she couldn’t help but admit it was a lot of fun. A part of her was apprehensive as well. This was all new to her.
Every single part of her felt on edge, for so many different reasons. Arousal consumed her. She couldn’t stop thinking about Roman’s hands and how good they had felt all over her body, and she wanted them on her again.
There was also another part of her that wanted to tell him how she felt, but she was also afraid that admitting her feelings might scare him off. Men didn’t like to be told they were loved, did they? She didn’t have all the answers.
Right now, with a butt plug up her ass, she couldn’t exactly think straight. Her mind was on sex and Roman. He had an afternoon filled with appointments, none of which he had asked to be pushed back, so she had no choice but to live with this until they were alone tonight.
By lunchtime, she had been able to focus, and as the elevator doors pinged open, she looked up, hoping to see Roman. Only, she was surprised to see Brad, her ex.
Getting to her feet, the butt plug was forgotten about. Seeing her ex was like a bucket of ice water being thrown over her.
“What are you doing here?” Abigail said, getting to her feet.
Roman didn’t associate with Brad’s law firm. There was a time they did do business together, but Roman never dealt with Brad. There was no reason for him to be here.
“You don’t have an appointment,” she said, checking through the diary.
“I came to see you,” Brad said.
She frowned. “How did you get up here?”
Usually, the front desk had to alert her to visitors coming to the top floor, so she could prepare Roman.
Brad smiled. “I politely asked the young woman on the front desk not to alert you.”
Abigail shook her head. “You have no right being here.”
“I need to talk to you. You’re not returning any of my calls.” She had changed her cell phone number as well as her apartment’s, when they broke up. The locks had also been changed on her apartment. She didn’t peg Brad as the stalker type, but she preferred to be safe than sorry.
“I don’t want to talk to you.” She folded her arms across her chest.
Brad ran fingers through his hair and looked at her. “Look, I know I fucked up with everything, but it’s not like you’re a saint either. You’re fucking your boss, so we both know we made mistakes.”
Abigail, at first, couldn’t believe what she had heard. She looked at Brad, and he was being serious.
“Are you kidding me right now?” she asked. “You’re seriously going to say we were both in the wrong?”
“You’re fucking your boss!”
“Long after I ended things with you! Nothing happened between Roman and I until you were long out of the picture, and trust me, I was over you.” She thrust her hands out to the side. “You were the one cheating on me, and I know your little secretary at work was not the only one.” She glared at him. “Do you take me for a fool?”
“I messed up and I know that, but you have to look at it from my perspective. You were ... getting promotion after promotion, and you moved into that nice apartment. I was struggling to make ends meet, and I couldn’t impress the partners.”