After a year or so after Sutton left her life in New York in order to escape the issue filled relationship with the billionaire bachelor, Ethan and Sutton unexpectedly cross paths once again; however, Neither of them knew they are soon going to be f...
"you ready?" Ryan asked and I sighed. "Yeah I'm ready..." I croaked out and he cupped my cheeks with his hands and pulled me close.
"Baby, trust me... You are gonna get the job. You are an amazing writer and for them to not pick you is fucking stupid." He laughs and I do to. "Okay?" He asks and i sigh then nod. He pecks me on he likes and then grabs his suitcase and mine and heads down the hall.
I have to tell him. Everything....
*** Ethan's POV I throw my head back in pleasure as I feel her plump, soft lips wrap around my dick and slide up and down. Her tongue swirls around the tip and I bite my lip as i grip onto her hair and push her down more until I feel my dick hit he back of her throat.
She gags, then I release and I groan aggressively. I sigh, and she smiles and swallows and I close my eyes and breathe slowly.
She straddles me and I feel her nails caress my bare arms and chest and I lick my lips. But then she tries to kiss me and I stop her. "Nope." I whisper as I pop the p and I get p and she gets off me. I slip on my button up shirt and turn towards my mirror at the corner of my office and watch as she soon glares at me.
"You are dismissed." I say shrugging and she scoffs and grabs her jacket and heads to the door.
I turn to my desk and buckle my belt and sit down and she stops at the door and faces me once again. "You kicking me out after I sucked your soul is a low blow." She says and I smirk and lean back. "Sucked my soul? Is that how good you thought you u were?" I question with an amused expression on my face and she crosses her arms over her chest.
"You thought your dick was that good?" She smirks back and I lean over the desk and smile evilly. "Honey, I don't think it is... I know it is." I say as a matter of fact and she rolls her eyes. "You're not the first woman who was on there knees for me and you sure aren't the last. But I can promise you something." I speak cockily and she lifts her brow.
"I can promise that this is the last time you are gonna set foot in this building." I smile and her face drops and goes red. "Yes. You're fired. Have a great life uh, Rachel?" I furrow my brows together and she shakes her head and opens her mouth.
"It's emi-" "oh I don't care. Bye." I shoo her away and she quickly opens the door and stomps out of the room. I roll my eyes and lean back.
Knock knock.
"Mr. Dolan?" I hear a woman ask and my eyes meet hers. "File 69. At your request." The receptionist informs me and drops the black folder on my desk and makes her way out of my office without another word.
My thumb runs over the file number and I bite my lip as i find myself opening it up and reading over the small black print.
I sigh, staring at her perfectly signed signature, and looking through the contract reliving the past.
Then my eyes scan over a paragraph that I forgot about, and a crooked smile formed across my face.
Sutton's POV
Hours later...
My plane lands and I am a nervous reck. I ran away from my problems, relationships, job, and my life just because of one manipulating, bipolar, horny fuck and now I'm running back? How pathetic!
Though this is my dream job. Being an editor in cheif for a huge company that I've worked for for years.. until I took up that bachelor's offer of being technically a sex slave?
"Baby?" I feel someone grab at my arm and i blink and I've noticed our cab is here and I follow ryan as he opens the door for me and closes it behind me.
This shit gone fuck me up.
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A/n:
so I finally updated🤗...Yee yee
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Sorry I've been MIA but I have school and college so like suck my dick
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