Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Carter

“ M r. Sullivan, there’s a Mr. Granger to see you, sir.” We’ve just left the courthouse and returned to the office so I can get some things done before we leave for two weeks.

“Please send him in, Amos.” I nudge my legs wider under my desk and swallow the groan before releasing the intercom button.

The door is unlocked, but Amos is the only one on this floor and he knows not to enter my office without knocking. So when I hear the rushed sound of two sets of footsteps, I smirk because Amos is trying to keep Granger from just rudely barging in.

“It’s okay, Amos,” I say as the door bursts open. “Let my father-in-law in.”

“Father-in-law?” Granger halts, staring at me like he’s ready to jump over my desk, but if I was him, I wouldn’t.

“Yes. That would be correct. Although since you weren’t a very good father to Isla in the first place, I don’t consider you anything but my adversary still.”

“You owe me an assistant. ”

“I owe you nothing, so is there a reason for this interruption, or are you just trying to ruin my day?”

“I don’t know why you can’t give her back when you have a new assistant.”

“Because my wife doesn’t have to work as an assistant. She has another profession and soon she’ll be a mother, which means she’ll be too damn busy for a third career, so you can get the fuck out of here before I call security.” I wave him off. Grabbing the receiver and making like I’m going to call them, so he takes his leave.

“This isn’t over.”

“The hell it isn’t.” He walks out and Amos closes the door, hitting the lock on the way out. I slide back and look down at my wife as my cock slips from her pretty lips.

“Why did you take it away?” she pouts.

“Because I need this pussy on my dick. Are you giving me attitude?”

“Nope.”

“Good girl. Now climb up here and ride daddy like a good girl.” She climbs on my lap and then lifts up her skirt. Her panties are missing and her pussy is gushing. I run my fingers along her slit, testing her entrance as she spreads her legs and straddles me. “Lower yourself, wife.”

“Yes, husband.” She slides down my pole.

“Fuck,” I groan, closing my eyes as her slick hole eats up inch by inch of my cock. Once she settles completely all the way down, I cup her ass and start bouncing her on me. “Ride me, baby girl.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s it, baby. Fuck. Your pussy is so tight. I’m about to nut in that sweet little hole and make sure your womb is swelling soon.”

“Please, give it to me.” She throws her arms around over my chair and presses her head to my shoulder, grinding her pussy on my cock. With a fist full of hair, I pull her head to mine and take her mouth in a deep kiss, setting off both our orgasms. Shooting my seed deep in her belly.

I cradle my wife in my arms. When there’s a pounding on my office door. “Amos, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“It’s me,” Granger snarls. “I’m not done speaking to you. I can offer you…”

“There’s nothing you can offer.”

“He wants my inheritance,” Isla whispers. She’s expected to inherit her grandfather’s trust of ten million when she turns twenty-one. For me that’s pocket change, but for a man who has gambled away his fortune and given it to his mistress, he needs the money.

“I know.” I brush my lips against hers.

“Of course you do.”

“We’ll save it for the kids.” I kiss her cheek.

“I love you,” she whispers.

“I know.” She slaps my chest. “I love you, too” I kiss her and then lift her off my cock. She adjusts her skirt while I fix my pants. My cum drips down her legs, so I hand her a few tissues while she slips on her panties. She opens my office door and then walks right past her father with a smirk.

“Wait.”

“Excuse me. I need to clean up. You know how bosses enjoy their assistants.” She pulls her arm out of his grasp, winks at him, and then walks away.

His mouth goes slack jawed. “Where the fuck?”

I smirked and looked down. “Now, if you’ll excuse me. I promised my wife I’d leave work early and start our honeymoon.” I walked past him and straight up to Amos and said, “Make sure Mr. Granger is out of my building in the next few minutes or have the police arrest him and give the documents to my lawyer about the fraud case.” I’m loud enough for him to hear and he moves quickly to my side.

“You can’t.”

“Oh, I won’t. If you stay away from my wife and myself. She deserves a real man who cares for her and that’s me. I’m her family, and she only needs me to take care of her. ”

“I need money.”

“That’s your only option.”

“Okay, okay.” He throws his hands up and walks to the elevator. As soon as it opens, he slides in and he’s gone. Hopefully out of our lives for good.