Sloane: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance Novel Read Online Free PDF Page B

quickly?  How could I still be thinking of him? 
     
    This is wrong, I thought.  Poor Jared.  Poor, sweet Jared .
     
    I was filled with remorse at my desire for the bull.  Jared deserved a wife who loved only him.  A wife that didn’t dream of cheating on him.  Of course, he did enjoy watching…No.  That was a one-time thing, drenched in liquor.
     
    The red light dissipated and I slipped into the tub, my skin flushing crimson from the heat.  I didn’t mind, it felt refreshing.  I let my mind float along the edge of the water and back into the bull’s arms.
     
    I recalled the red glow in his eyes, the way he charged me, tied me up, and took me.  I reached a hand between my legs and teased my clit to find more than just water moistening my cunt. 
     
    I remembered being reprimanded for talking, Jared watching, and being stretched by the bull’s huge cock.  I circled my fingers around my nub and pulled on my nipples.  They were still sore from the biting.  I licked my lips to find the wound he left.
     
    Though slow and soft, I brought myself to orgasm imagining the fast and rough pace of the bull.  Then I dipped my head below the water and held my breath as long as I could.
     
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    During the next few days at work I finally got my shit together.  I was packing regular, healthy lunches and a bottle of water.  I was coding so fast it made my coworkers’ heads spin.  I was also working smart so no time was wasted.
     
    And I was being rewarded with more emails from the CEO.  He was impressed with me, he said.  He was excited to see what will come of me.  He thought I was incredibly intelligent and a valuable addition to the team.
     
    The constant attention seemed unorthodox to me, but it fueled me.  The way he cheered me on only pushed me harder, until I was getting high off the praise.  High off the success.
     
    We didn’t see much of the CEO throughout the office.  We didn’t often hear from him, either.  I felt important since I was getting emails almost every day.  Sasha agreed that he had really taken to me.
     
    I worked harder and the emails kept coming.  Great job .  Amazing work .  I pleased him.   That last one stopped my me in my tracks.
     
    I pleased him.  I never had a boss speak to me that way before, but then again, I’d never interacted so personally with a CEO before.  CEO’s could be strange, I guessed.  After all, with all that stress of running a company, the high from all that money and success, I’m sure it was all going to his head.
     
    I was a huge success at work.  I was gaining popularity with each check box our team crossed off.  We were ahead of schedule, and it was because of me.  Everything was moving swiftly and I had forgotten all about the bull and the swinger’s party.
     
    Until one Thursday.  It was the first day since the first email that I received no emails at all.  I obsessively checked all day and panicked when five o’clock came around and my inbox was still empty.  Did I disappoint him somehow?  Maybe he was just busy.
     
    Friday came and again, nothing.  Sasha thought it strange he emailed me every day to begin with.  She said now things were probably just returning to normal.  CEOs have better things to do than email programmers all day.  I was lucky for the streak I had.
     
    I knew she was right, but I couldn’t help feeling let down.  Where did the silence come from suddenly?  My mind was distant enough from the bull and coming down from my new high that the world started to seem empty and plain again.  Everything was back to normal.  Everything was okay.  Nothing was wrong.  Nothing was right.
     
    Jared could tell I was becoming more apathetic.
     
    “Are you doing alright, Ness?” he used my nickname.
    “I suppose so,” I replied with a shrug.  “Do you ever think about that night we had at the swinger’s party?”
     
    “Oh man,” he said, “I almost forgot about it.  It pops up every now and