Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Something that sees my hands go where they know they should.
And before we both know it, she’s lost her balance in the excitement, ending up in my lap.
She gasps loudly, and I hear myself growl with satisfaction.
Feeling the softness of her body against my own hardness is way closer than I thought we’d get on day one.
But she’s not gasping from falling onto me nor from embarrassment at her own little victory squeals.
No.
She gasps when she feels the undeniable thickness of my dick pressing into her sweet ass once she’s in my lap.
Her face pivots to mine, almost touching. And although she’s a little out of focus because she’s so close, I can feel her breath shivering. Her whole body yielding to my touch.
“Mr. Hart…Michael…I…,” she stammers, suddenly freeing herself from me and lifting herself back upright.
Her eyes move from mine, which are burning into hers, full of nothing but desire for her.
Then they shift to the obvious straining bulge in my jeans, and I arch my brow. Flexing my length for her.
Glad she can see what she’s been doing to me all along and figuring we may as well get started right now, seeing as she’s so close to me.
But I’m the one stunned and shocked when she spins on her heel. All my cock-sure thinking, assuming that she’d just melt once she saw what I had for her.
Is wrong.
For the first time, for as long as I can remember, I’m actually wrong. And it’s the worst kind of wrong when it’s anything involving Vanessa.
“I…I gotta go…,” she gasps, and she’s gone before I can get to her.
Out my office door and never looking back, she’s running down the hall to the elevators.
Frozen to the spot, I feel my hardness start to shrivel once I know chasing her would only make this worse than it already is.
What the fuck was that? What the fuck just happened?
Catch and release was not my plan for Vanessa.
Catch and keep was…Is the goal.
Apart from figuring out how to get her back, how am I going to explain this to Jase, her new ‘boss’?
Fuck.
CHAPTER FIVE
Vanessa
Great.
I’ve managed to go from being hired and seeing a real man hard-wired because of me, only to run away in one single moment.
Nice work, Vanessa. Now you have two regrets…not seeing him up close on graduation. And running like a moron when the same man offers you more than just a job…
A man who knows what he wants by the looks too.
But really? Was he really hard, or was it just a trick of the light?
He was hard as a rock, you saw it. You felt it.
And it wasn’t in a creepy way either. It was the most natural thing after what I had brewing in my panties since I walked into the building.
Ugh.
What am I gonna tell Dad?
What am I gonna tell Jase?
I groan loudly, still shaking once the elevator stops.
Trembling is the word.
Trembling with excitement and wonder. And not just from the size of Michael’s pant bulge, either.
It was the safest I’ve ever felt, tumbling into his lap like an iron filing to a magnet.
So you ran away…
As if on cue, my cell chimes. It’s Jase.
I know he’s been as anxious as I am for today to go well.
Yeah, he’d be my boss, but I guess being interviewed by his Dad was supposed to be a way to keep it professional.
So it didn’t look like I was just given a job because he’s my best friend.
He wants to help me as a friend so much by getting me a decent job. And I know how much it would mean to Jase to be my boss.
Kinda his way of showing me he can achieve it too.
I always aced my assignments, but Jase struggled a lot at college. We always helped each other out, and now he’s returning the favor in the biggest possible way. I feel like a schmuck for running out like this.
I let his call go to voicemail, only adding to my mixed-up emotions.
I need to tell somebody something, tell them how I really feel. But the only person I really feel like explaining anything to right now is the same man I’m running away from.
Jase’s text pings and I watch my hands trembling still as I read it, making my way out onto the street.
Still getting drilled by the old man? lol… Don’t worry. Dad’s a kitten underneath all that muscle. I believe in you!
I feel my guts shriveling inside me like I’ve betrayed everyone somehow. Like I’m running away from the door opening that could change all our lives for the better. A job that would mean Dad could have one job, not three. A way my best friend could help me, and we’d get to spend more time together….
But most of all, I feel like I’ve betrayed Michael somehow. And in the worst way.