Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Catherine wrenched her head to the side. “Wait! We—”
“No,” I growled as I feasted on her mouth again.
I stepped forward, pressing her against the wall, wanting to feel the pressure of her abdomen against my cock. I ran my hand over her hip, lifting her skirt hem.
Catherine reached down to push my hand away.
Again, I reached for her hem, this time fisting the thin material in my hand.
When she tugged, trying to dislodge my grasp, I bit her lip.
Her eyes widened as the tip of her tongue caressed her now swollen and bleeding lower lip. “Ow! You bit me!”
I ran my knuckles down her cheek before cruelly grasping her jaw. I tilted her head back as far as the wall would allow and leaned in close. “That is what you get when you try and defy me.”
Locking my heated gaze on her, I purposefully pushed my hand under her skirt and between her thighs to cup her pussy. I narrowed my eyes. “Shall I make your kitty purr?”
She slapped my hand away and stormed past me. “You’re disgusting.”
I snatched her back by her hair. Wrapping an arm around her from behind, I squeezed her breast, loving the press of her nipple against my palm through the fabric. I chuckled. “Methinks the lady doth protest too much.”
She struggled. “Let me go!”
I released her hair and once again cupped her pussy through the silk of her panties. “Not until I get what I want.” I shifted my hand from her breast to the collar of her dress. Pushing my fingers inside the edge, I wrenched downward, tearing the dress down the front.
She broke free. She tried to run but stumbled over a stool. She righted herself and turned to face me as she backed away. Holding out an arm, she warned, “Stay back.”
I shrugged out of my suit jacket. “Or what?”
She breathed heavily. Her full breasts, wrapped in purple lace with a little black bow in the center, rose and fell with the motion. “I’ll scream!”
I folded my suit jacket in half and tossed it on a nearby table. I then placed a finger in the Windsor knot of my tie and loosened it. My lips lifted in a half smile. “Please do.”
I stalked toward her as she circled around the central lab table in a feeble attempt to avoid me.
“Get away from me,” she cried out.
I pulled off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. “I can smell your arousal from here, Catherine.”
Her eyes widened as she grasped the tattered remains of her dress front and tried to cover her breasts. “You’re disgusting.”
I shrugged. “So you’ve said.” After undoing the first few buttons, I pulled the dress shirt over my head and tossed it aside as well.
God, she was fucking gorgeous with her swollen red lips and wild curly hair cascading over her shoulders, barely hiding the creamy ripeness of her breasts. I flicked my tongue over my lips. “You look good enough to eat.”
I was already imagining her sprawled out on the table, thighs open.
Her arms stretched out over the top of a nearby file cabinet. I knew she was looking for a weapon as she searched with her hands to compensate for her compromised vision. “I want to warn you again. Stay back.”
I reached for my belt buckle. “I see I’m going to have to resort to more extreme measures to persuade you to submit.” I whipped the belt out from the loops of my trousers. I folded it in half and snapped it twice. Being a dress belt, it was made of thin patent leather. It would hurt more than a thicker, raw leather belt.
Her eyes narrowed as she struggled to see what I held in my hand. She would know what it was soon enough by the feel of its bite on her backside.
I could see her body tense for flight moments before she took off, trying to reach the exit door to my right. The moment she passed, I grabbed her by the hair. Using her forward momentum against her, I spun her around until she slammed against my chest. Her small fingers gripped at my bare upper arms as I crushed my mouth against hers.
Keeping my fist in her hair, I sucked and bit at her tongue as I tasted deeply of her charms. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a promise of possession.
The moment her body wilted against mine, I knew I had her.
I turned her around and bent her over a low stainless steel-topped table, pressing her down by the back of her head. “Stay there.”
“What are you—”
“I didn’t give you permission to speak,” I growled as I flipped her skirt up.
Dark purple satin covered her sweet ass. I ran my palm over her hip and cheek, before giving her a quick smack.
Catherine jumped as her fingers gripped the edge of the table. “Please, I’m not sure—”