thevirginchronicles

thevirginchronicles by Jennifer Willows Read Free Book Online

Book: thevirginchronicles by Jennifer Willows Read Free Book Online
Authors: Jennifer Willows
commented on the glow she carried, and asked what products she used. There was no way she could own up her magic four-orgasm formula, so she just said Neutrogena and left it at that. But when she walked into class and saw Riordan he looked tired. She yearned to ask if he was alright, but her professional game face wouldn’t let her. His skin was a bit wan and his lips were pinched faintly at the corners. Even then he still appealed to her and the lazy look of his lids was more bedroom eyes than exhausted. He was neat in a heather green V neck sweater, pair of well-pressed khaki slacks and nut-brown slide-on loafers. He wore his glasses, the sexy Keith Olbermann style square wire frames were perched below his thick brows. This morning was lecture-style on the reporting features and Jennifer tried to take good notes to refer to later as this was where all the errors were occurring anyway. Settling in her seat, Jennifer looked the PowerPoint and demos like a good student, but really she kept her eyes on Riordan.
     

 
    Riordan: Free Lunch in a Recession
     
    Riordan’s cock gave a rock-hard salute as Jennifer sauntered in. She was clad in a green cable-knit sweater dress that clung to her beautifully, a pair of black leggings below and tiny feet balanced perfectly on a pair of stiletto heels. Her hips had an extra sashay that let him know she got off last night. The thought made him grow slightly turgid and he had to tug on his sweater in the front in an attempt to hide it. The horrible idea of getting kicked in the balls was the only thought that crossed his mind able to wilt the erection. So painful even in recollection the memory made him cringe.
     
    He knew some of the attendees saw the look on his face. But he pulled the expression to a disinterested bland so quickly, most of them forgot they saw it in the next moment.
     
    The morning passed that way, Riordan eyed Jennifer, and she did the same. Sometimes she would look at him, but he already watched her. Others Jennifer stared at him and when he saw her he would smile back and then continue to speak as if the expectant ocular interlude never happened. After he ran yet another PowerPoint, he sat down and tugged the small cellphone into his lap.
     
    Before the last break Riordan sent her a message. Have lunch with me beautiful.
     
    Why should I? He knew she was in the mood to be a bit mischievous and just as he thought, Jennifer's reply reflected her playful state.
     
    Riordan smirked and let his fingers fly.
     
    His response was pure genius. Because you want to
     
    Then Riordan saw her smirk and a discrete swipe of fingers hidden by her monitor.
     
    By the smile on her face he guessed she had something snarky to say and strangely he couldn’t wait to know what it was. Guess a woman's gotta eat, may as well with you
     
    How cute, he thought. Don’t be like that, it’s my treat and I’ll sweeten the deal by picking up dinner
     
    Jennifer laughed out loud at his statement and the bored occupants in class perked up at the out of place sound. After the interest died down about her outburst, he received her reply.   Okay I’ll bite, can’t say no to a free meal in a recession
     
    Barely beating back laughter of his own at her dry wit, Riordan recessed for lunch, again today most of the class dived out the exit doors as if they raced for NASCAR. He expected to not only have lunch with Jennifer again, but more of her sensually drugging kisses. Her lips were virtuous, too innocent by today’s standards, and even then he gleefully anticipated savoring the taste of them again.
     
    "Where are we going?" Riordan didn't care, so long as it was semi-private at least.
     
    "How about Nikki's? Do you like sushi?" Jennifer asked, and he knew she hoped she could avoid blowing her diet for the second day in a row.
     
    "That’s fine with me." And it was, he would rather eat rice with her than steak without. But he had one caveat. "But if I give you that, then you have

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