Page 39 of Innocent Intentions

Margot’s losing a tug-a-war battle with Benny, her tiny frame no match for a dog his size. I smirk. She doesn’t stand a chance.What’s the biggest dog she could take? A toy poodle?

I laugh, shaking my head.

My girl is not built for combat.

Not with those soft curves. That full, plush body.

Her belly. Her thighs. Her heavy tits. Her juicy, round ass.

All of it jiggling while I pound into her, her breath hitching, panting for me.

Begging.

A shiver rolls through me. My cock twitches.

PING!

The email notification jerks me back to reality.

Jesus Christ. This is getting ridiculous.

I hover the mouse over the camera feed tab close button, then hesitate. I minimize the window instead. At least this way, she’s still there.

I go back to the document and continue onward.

I pick up my phone to play music. Maybe some background noise will help. Anything to keep me from spiraling into thoughts of Margot.

The screen lights up.

I freeze.

‘The Line of Want and Need.’

The audiobook. Narrated by Margot Peterson.

This is stupid. Ridiculous. What am I even doing?

I start it from the beginning and hit play.

“Chapter One.”

Her voice fills the room. Smooth, sweet, and tempting.

If I listen to the book, I can focus. I can work. Right?

Bullshit.

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The next time I glance out my office window, the sun has set.

Shit.

I hope I didn’t miss dinner. I want to eat with Margot. Help her settle in. Wear down those defenses.

I check my phone.

Chapter Twenty-Six.

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