Page 41 of Mailroom Delight
Chapter 10
Jason
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When I first got my apartment, I imagined showing it off to beautiful women.
It was every ounce the type of apartment to show off. A penthouse located in Angel Heights, the edge of the city. The hot spot for the rich and extremely wealthy.
It screamed wealth and fit my image.
It seemed like nothing to me now because the woman that graced it with her presence was like an angel and I knew she wouldn’t have cared if I was living in a hovel.
Admittedly she didn’t get much of a chance to admire the place before I carried her off to my room where I devoured her all night.
Jesus Christ. I truly devoured her. Feasting on her delicious body and indulging on her beauty.
What had I been missing all these years?
How could I not have had this woman in my life?
It was crazy. We barely knew each other, but I could have known her my whole life.
It was early, early in the morning when we took a break to refuel.
We were in my bed still. I had her sitting on top of me feeding me strawberries and grapes. Her breasts bobbled over my face every time she lowered to feed me, and I took the chance to alternate between feasting on her nipples as they swayed my way, and the fruit.
I knew wholeheartedly which I enjoyed more.
That gorgeous mass of shiny hair cascaded over her left shoulder and ran down her side brushing its ends against my chest.
That sweetness rippled from it in waves. A combo of something candylike and fruity.
“Woman, you’ve cast a spell on me.” I said weak and weary, but still willing to indulge in more if she wanted it.
“Does that make you mine?” The temptress asked.
God damn, she was beautiful.
“Uh huh?” I nodded firmly.
She laughed. “By morning the spell will be over, but at least your car won’t turn into a pumpkin, and we get to go back to the office.”
“Like fuck, that damn spell better not be over. You’re mine too, Paige.”
She looked at me like I was just talking out of my ass and tried to feed me another grape.
“More grapes?”
“More you, all of you inside and out.”
“You drank too much.”
“What, water? Haven’t touched anything more than that.” I smiled up at her.
She tried to hide her smile, but it was evident. She reached out and touched the side of my face, tracing the outline of my side burns.
I took her hand and brought it to my lips to kiss it.
