Free Her Journey (Her Series Book 2) by Rachael Orman Page B

headache I didn’t want to deal with. The pregnant bitch with an attitude worse than Ryan’s.
    Since the glass was one way, they couldn’t see into my office, which was good. My eyes slid over Melia’s barely-covered breasts and hips as she talked with Ryan. She was actually quite beautiful — that is, until she opened her mouth. I couldn’t hear what was being said outside so thankfully I didn’t have to listen to her voice. Leaning back in my chair, I watched as both women finally grew quiet. Each sat back in their chairs, sunglasses covering their eyes. Surprisingly, I felt my cock getting excited as Melia tried to discreetly adjust the triangles covering her breasts.
    What the fuck? I couldn’t believe I was getting turned on watching Melia. She was the last person I should be turned on from. Shit, she wasn’t even naked.
    Her fingers slid along the outer edge of each triangle. Even from where I was, I saw the pale pink of her nipple briefly as she adjusted the side closest to me. That had my cock fully erect, throbbing for some attention.
    When her hands dropped to the swell of her stomach and below to slip a finger in the little straps that held the bottoms to her rounded hips, I couldn’t stop myself from releasing my dick from my pants. Palming the engorged flesh, I watched as she turned sideways in her chair, towards me, so she could put on sunscreen. A quick reach back had a small bottle of lube in my hand. Just a few drops had my cock slippery and ready for action. Her tiny hand smoothed the white sunscreen over each calf, slowly making sure she didn’t miss a spot. Pushing her legs apart a bit farther, she gave me the perfect view of her bikini-covered pussy as she made sure to protect all the flesh covering her thighs. I moved my palm roughly over my cock, my eyes focused on her hands sliding all over her body.
    She had finished with her shapely legs and moved up to her stomach while I bit down on my bottom lip. My eyes followed as she filled her palm with more sunscreen before dragging the thick liquid between her breasts, massaging it into her skin. Using both my hands, I twisted my hands in different directions as they shuttled up and down my cock. Melia spread some of the cream to the outsides of her breasts. As she rubbed it in, her breasts were shoved together; they jiggled and bounced as she released them. Making sure she got every exposed inch of skin, her fingers dipped beneath the triangles again.
    Envisioning myself doing just that to her had my balls drawing up tight. My cock wanted to be between her breasts instead of my hands. Her hands moved back to the center of her chest to finish rubbing in the sunscreen there, moving up to her neck. Seeing her head thrown back as her hands closed around it, smoothing the last of the sunscreen in, made me groan as come shot out of my cock. Continuing to rub out the last of my orgasm, I watched as she finished applying sunscreen to her face and arms before attempting to clean up.
    I’d come harder from watching her touch herself than I’d come in months of whores giving me their best and falling short of what I desired. Even though I couldn’t stand her and her sassy mouth, she made my cock hard. There was just something about her and the challenge she presented. I wanted to see her sassy, snotty mouth wrapped around my cock while her pussy was dripping wet, just begging me to fill it.
    No woman had ever refused me. I would get her to give in, even if it was just for one good fucking. I wanted nothing to do with a pregnant woman. Lord knows how much being pregnant screwed up a woman’s body. I’d have to get to her soon, before she got all huge, because I doubt I could even get hard for her then.
    Running up to my room, I changed into a pair of swim trunks that I hadn’t had a chance to use since the pool had been put in. Work kept me too busy to relax. Ryan was supposed to be helping out, but she was still recovering. I didn’t want to ask her