Dirty Filthy Billionaire: A Dirty Universe Novella by Laurelin Paige

Author:Laurelin Paige [Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 1001 Dark Nights, Dirty Universe, Laurelin Paige, contemporary romance
Publisher: 1001 Dark Nights Press
Published: 2023-05-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

I’m one of those women who loves giving blow jobs for several reasons:

1. It allows me to stay impersonal

2. It gives me control

3. I have an oral fixation and love putting lots of different things in my mouth

4. I’m amazing at them

Honestly, this is a gift. Steele owes me right now, as far as I’m concerned, because not only did he promise me his cock, I did dust, like, seven of his shelves. Seven out of seventy might be a low percentage of work completion, but I would have done more if his brother hadn’t shown up. Probably.

In other words, I have no guilt as I slide my hand up the inside of Steele’s thigh toward the bulge straining against his fly.

“Is there a reason you’re barging into my study?” To his credit, he doesn’t sound like a man who is about to be assaulted under his desk.

“It seems like the only way to get a hold of you these days since you aren’t at the office and you aren’t answering my calls.”

I cup Steele’s cock through his trousers, giving it a little squeeze. As though I’ve just knocked on the door, he widens his legs, letting me in. “Well, you’re here. What now?”

He’s talking to Holt, but I think he’s also talking to me. Daring me. Does he think I won’t?

I start to work on carefully undoing his belt, proving that I most definitely will.

“I have a meeting down the street in an hour. Thought I’d stop by to take another stab at convincing you to—”

Steele cuts him off. “Could we talk about it later? I’m in the middle of—”

I’m intrigued to hear what he’s going to say he’s in the middle of, but Holt interrupts. “You can sure tell Lola hasn’t been here. These shelves have an inch of dust. You haven’t brought in a replacement while she’s gone?”

“I have, actually. Guess she’s not that good.”

Belt and button undone, I pause before moving on to his zipper so that I can flick my finger against the spot where I think his crown is.

He jolts.

“You okay?” Holt asks.

Steele reaches under the desk and flicks the side of my forehead. “Just an itch. What’s going on with Hunter?”

I’m not interested in whoever this Hunter character is, and I tune out the conversation and concentrate on quietly unzipping his fly. Once down, I reach my hand down the pouch of his boxer briefs and work his cock free.

Work is probably the wrong word because it doesn’t take much at all to get the beast free.

And beast is definitely the right word because, as I’d suspected, Steele Sebastian is hung and standing proud.

You should stand proud, my boy. You deserve to boast.

I fondle the beast to get my bearings, running both my hands down his length then cup his balls before trailing my fingers back up his shaft. Then I swipe a palm over his head, and practically moan. He’s soft and velvety and thick and strong—everything I love in a cock.

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