Werebeasties by Lizzie Lynn Lee Read Free Book Online

of a sudden. “Get up.” His voice was rough, as if it had taken him a tremendous effort to speak.
    She paused, not quite catching what he meant.
    Adam eased himself out of her mouth. “Up,” he barked this time.
    She shambled to her feet. Adam seized her arms and pushed her against the mirror. He plastered his mouth on hers, kissing her hard. Fabric tore. He had ripped her panties, his hand was on her mound a heartbeat later, stroking her dripping pussy. He pushed her legs apart.
    He nudged her wet seam. Without a word, Adam penetrated her.
    Sam cried out.
    His fat cock ripped her open, spearing until his thatch grazed her clitoris. The air suddenly thinned. She couldn’t breathe. That stretched, pain-and-pleasure feeling returned. She hadn’t really recovered from David’s fuck-a-thon last night, but she welcomed this one.
    “Mr Hauser…”
    “Call me Adam.”
    “Adam.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as he rocked her with shallow, hummingbird thrusts. “I…”
    She wanted to say the pleasure he gave her was beyond words. She also wanted to say that he didn’t need to think about her pleasure. He started to pick up his pace and ram her with a series of short, rapid fucks. All thoughts evaporated from her mind.
    She creamed luxuriously, glazing his cock with her liquid lust.
    She cried instead, sobbing on his shoulder.
    Adam seemed eager to finish what she had started. He pounded her with relentless thrusts until she couldn’t stave off the temptation any longer. She surrendered.
    A shock wave of orgasm claimed her whole.
    Her body quaked. She floated to oblivion. Adam slammed a half dozen more strokes and climaxed. His cock spurted in her depths. His body shook. They convulsed together as they rode the endorphins and at the same time, trying not to make any conspicuous noise. Adam kissed her gently. Her cunt squeezed him in inward strokes. His cock slowly grew soft. She tightened her muscles, choking his shaft. Adam cursed. Just for fun, she did it again. He suffocated her with a long kiss until she almost fainted from lack of oxygen.
    He let her go. She gasped for air.
    Adam withdrew and fixed himself decent.
    Sam felt shaky, her knees weakening. Adam held her, supporting her weight.
    “You okay?”
    She nodded.
    “For moment, I thought I’d gone too hard on you. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
    Silly. He didn’t hurt her and he certainly never would. “No,” she whispered. She pulled his collar and stole a kiss from him. He mauled her back.
    The kiss.
    Sam was amazed. Why did kissing her employer feel this way? He branded her to the soul when he kissed her. She felt the same way with David, too. Sam found the experience mind-shattering. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. She had been hired as nothing but their whore.
    She blinked and caught her breath. Adam kissed the side of her jaw, murmuring endearments that were too sweet for words. She tightened her arms. He made her feel special and loved.
    What the hell was going on?

    * * * *

    She had imagined the gala would be something like the Hollywood movies—beautiful people with million-dollar looks sipping vintage champagne and kissing ass or complaining to each other about their perfect lives. The reality wasn’t far from it. Five minutes into the party and she felt like an outcast. She kept her mouth shut so people wouldn’t find out she didn’t belong in their class. Adam might have dressed her prettily but she was as clueless as a peasant in a royal palace.
    Thankfully, she, Adam, and David had arrived fashionably late. Adam was making his social rounds with a bunch of old ladies in heavy makeup and heavier jewellery as they were seated at their table. David sat next to her.
    He leaned closer and asked, “How do you like the party so far?”
    She gave a diplomatic answer. “I’m enjoying it.”
    The corner of David’s lips curved upward. “Don’t worry, I hate it too. I wish I could avoid it, but attending events such as this one