Page 20 of Priceless Kiss


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After pressing business, I hit the in-home gym for an hour, running off my tension on the treadmill. I’m just stepping off, sweaty and panting, when movement on the beach below catches my eye.

It’s Avery, strolling down to the water’s edge. She unties her robe, letting it fall to the sand, revealing a simple white bikini.

Fuck.

Even from here, I can tell that the skimpy bikini she’s wearing leaves little to the imagination. With her pale skin and dark hair, she almost shimmers in the bright sunlight.

My cock twitches, remembering how that body felt pressed against it last night.

Almost as if she senses my eyes on her, Avery turns to look back in the direction of the house. She’s too far away for me to make out her expression, but my gaze darts over the swell of her barely contained breasts and her lush hips. The kind of body a man would kill to hold; to grip on tightly, as he sinks inside, riding her hard until she breaks.

Avery turns back. Then she slips into the water, leaving me standing here, my cock already hard, and my breath coming fast.

How would she take it, down on her knees?

I already know she’s a girl who can follow instruction. My thumb in her mouth last night was a tantalizing preview of what’s to come.

In my bathroom, I turn on the steam shower, and swiftly strip naked, stepping under the spray. I’m already gripping my cock, harder, as I imagine issuing the command.

On your knees. Hands behind your back. Swallow me down, sweetheart.

I groan, working myself faster, slick with shower gel and the hot water spray.

Has she even sucked off a man before?

Fuck, I always thought virgins were more trouble than they were worth. Why have some inexperienced girl fumble around, when you could enjoy more expert attentions?

But now, the thought of teaching her…Training her… I’m hard as steel, groaning in the empty bathroom. Yes, she’ll be a good girl for me, follow every filthy command I give her, until she’s obediently taking my cock—all down the way down, swallowing every thick inch, massaging me with her tight virgin throat until I can’t last another second.

And if she doesn’t?

Well, she’ll learn exactly how I like it, soon enough.

The idea of punishing her, marking that pale flesh with my handprints—and more—is what finally pushes me over the edge.Fuck. I come with a low roar, my climax surging out of me until I’m panting under the spray.

I take a deep breath, and then another, letting my crazed desire wash away. Then I rinse off, shut off the water, and emerge with a clear head, and my usual cool determination in place again.

Avery may be a tempting treat, but she’s still just an amusement to me. I won’t be distracted, not by anybody, and certainly not anything as simple as base lust.

My cellphone phone rings as I finish dressing. It’s Rebecca Hargreaves, one of my most trusted people at the company. I’ve got her keeping an eye on things at Wolfe Capital while I’m out of England.

“Talk to me,” I command. She knows not to waste my time with anything so trivial as small talk.

“It’s Richard.”

Damn it. Of course, it is.My uncle has been a constant thorn in my side.

“What now?” I demand, the pleasure of my morning diversion already a distant memory.

“He dropped by the office unexpectedly yesterday,” Becca says. “Just a casual visit, but he did the rounds, shaking hands and getting some one-on-ones with key departments.”

“What does he want?”

“I’m still not sure,” Becca admits—even knowing I hate that answer. “It seems innocent enough. He even came by my office, chatted about my family, and the weather, as if it was no big deal at all.”

“This is my uncle we’re talking about. Nothing he does is innocent.” I take another breath, thinking calmly. “Who did he meet?”

“Frank in Venture. Amy and Varun. The new hires in Strategy.”

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