anything to make you mistrust me. Actually, I've done quite the opposite. I told you there is nothing going on between Misty and I. She was helping Luke and I with some legal shit today."
"I figured as much, but do you see the way she looks at you? Do you, Dylan? How would you feel if my ex looked at me like she looks at you? I can tell you. You'd go ape shit all over his ass and beat him to death. I know you, Dylan. And, guess what! It's the same for me! I want to kill the bitch! She gives me looks to antagonize me, and then I'm left looking like the asshole because I get pissed."
"I've seen it. I am quite aware of her actions, and she will be dealt with. But right now, I need her help with some research items. She's been there for the last year, I have not. Remember? I was busy trying to find you. The company was the last thing on my mind."
"I want to come back to work. I'll go back to my old position, but I'm tired of being at home, sitting here with my thoughts and not being able to live my life."
"Brooke. You were a mess when we came back. There is no way, I could ask you to come back to work. You do understand this, right? I'm still concerned about you. You don't need the stress, right now. Focus on getting better, deal with what happened and then come back when you're ready."
"How about we compromise, Cowboy. I'll focus on my shit, and I'll come back part-time for a couple of months. And, I have one more request. Since Tristan is always around to babysit me, how about getting rid of the nurse? She drives me fucking crazy!"
I thought about her proposal for a moment. "Okay. You can come back part-time, but you'll be working with me. I could use your expertise and insight into my father's financial records. I won't be ready for you until next week, so enjoy your time off, use it to get what you need done. As for the nurse, I let her know earlier today that her services were no longer needed."
"Mr. Prescott, you have a deal. Now, can we eat dinner before it gets cold, please?"
"Dinner? Although, it smells great, I think I'd rather skip it and go straight for dessert."
"But..."
"Yes! I plan on having that , too!" Reaching out, I grabbed her, and kissed her. She arched her back, as I gently stroked her clit over her panties. Taking my other hand, I gently pulled her hair and pushed her down on her knees. "You're gonna have dessert first."
I reached down with one hand and unzipped my slacks. Her eyes grew big, her mouth drew open, eagerly awaiting the feel of my cock on her tongue. I unbuttoned my slacks to give her better access as she reached up, grabbed the waistband of my underwear and gave them a slight tug, exposing my hard cock.
T ightly grabbing her hair with both hands, I guided her up and down my cock. "Stroke my balls with your hand, baby. Oh yeah. God your mouth feels good on my cock. It's so wet, I wonder what's wetter, your mouth or your pussy? There's only one way to find out, c'mon."
After r emoving my pants and shoes, I helped her up off her knees and walked over toward the living room windows that overlooked the city. She bent down, exposing her beautiful, round ass as she began removing her shoes. "Not so fast. Leave the shoes on and lean against the window."
Pulling her panties down, I dropped to my knees and grabbed her ass cheeks and gently spread her, exposing her slick, wet, slit. I licked my lips in anticipation and shoved my tongue up her wet and wanting pussy. I licked in slow, large circles and gentle hums, bringing her clit to life.
M oving from her slit, I tongued her ass. She let out a loud, quivering moan. I knew she liked it and wanted more. And more, is exactly what I gave her. As I rose behind her, I lightly ran my fingertips across her back, sending chills down her spine. I spread her ass cheeks once more, as I entered her. "Dylan," she cried
"I figured as much, but do you see the way she looks at you? Do you, Dylan? How would you feel if my ex looked at me like she looks at you? I can tell you. You'd go ape shit all over his ass and beat him to death. I know you, Dylan. And, guess what! It's the same for me! I want to kill the bitch! She gives me looks to antagonize me, and then I'm left looking like the asshole because I get pissed."
"I've seen it. I am quite aware of her actions, and she will be dealt with. But right now, I need her help with some research items. She's been there for the last year, I have not. Remember? I was busy trying to find you. The company was the last thing on my mind."
"I want to come back to work. I'll go back to my old position, but I'm tired of being at home, sitting here with my thoughts and not being able to live my life."
"Brooke. You were a mess when we came back. There is no way, I could ask you to come back to work. You do understand this, right? I'm still concerned about you. You don't need the stress, right now. Focus on getting better, deal with what happened and then come back when you're ready."
"How about we compromise, Cowboy. I'll focus on my shit, and I'll come back part-time for a couple of months. And, I have one more request. Since Tristan is always around to babysit me, how about getting rid of the nurse? She drives me fucking crazy!"
I thought about her proposal for a moment. "Okay. You can come back part-time, but you'll be working with me. I could use your expertise and insight into my father's financial records. I won't be ready for you until next week, so enjoy your time off, use it to get what you need done. As for the nurse, I let her know earlier today that her services were no longer needed."
"Mr. Prescott, you have a deal. Now, can we eat dinner before it gets cold, please?"
"Dinner? Although, it smells great, I think I'd rather skip it and go straight for dessert."
"But..."
"Yes! I plan on having that , too!" Reaching out, I grabbed her, and kissed her. She arched her back, as I gently stroked her clit over her panties. Taking my other hand, I gently pulled her hair and pushed her down on her knees. "You're gonna have dessert first."
I reached down with one hand and unzipped my slacks. Her eyes grew big, her mouth drew open, eagerly awaiting the feel of my cock on her tongue. I unbuttoned my slacks to give her better access as she reached up, grabbed the waistband of my underwear and gave them a slight tug, exposing my hard cock.
T ightly grabbing her hair with both hands, I guided her up and down my cock. "Stroke my balls with your hand, baby. Oh yeah. God your mouth feels good on my cock. It's so wet, I wonder what's wetter, your mouth or your pussy? There's only one way to find out, c'mon."
After r emoving my pants and shoes, I helped her up off her knees and walked over toward the living room windows that overlooked the city. She bent down, exposing her beautiful, round ass as she began removing her shoes. "Not so fast. Leave the shoes on and lean against the window."
Pulling her panties down, I dropped to my knees and grabbed her ass cheeks and gently spread her, exposing her slick, wet, slit. I licked my lips in anticipation and shoved my tongue up her wet and wanting pussy. I licked in slow, large circles and gentle hums, bringing her clit to life.
M oving from her slit, I tongued her ass. She let out a loud, quivering moan. I knew she liked it and wanted more. And more, is exactly what I gave her. As I rose behind her, I lightly ran my fingertips across her back, sending chills down her spine. I spread her ass cheeks once more, as I entered her. "Dylan," she cried
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