The
conclusion to this Joshua and Natasha’s epic series is FINALLY
HERE!
The
final piece of the Stanton Puzzle Joshua
and Natasha are finally as one, so in love like never before.
But
how dark are the secrets and how deep are the lies?
And
when all is said and done, are their lives and love completely safe?
It’s
4.45 pm and I am just going through my emails for the day when my
intercom sounds.
Eliza
speaks. “Mr Stanton, Miss Marx is here to see you.”
I
smile. The crazy bitch won’t take a hint. “Send her in,” I
sigh.
The
bodyguard opens the door and she walks in wearing a black coat, her
high heels clicking on the marble tiles. She smiles warmly and her
dimples immediately defrost my anger. Just the sight of my precious
girl makes my neck tight and I crack it to release the tightness.
“Hello
baby,” she smiles.
“Hello.”
I smile defeated, she’s not going to let me fight with her, and
it’s strangely comforting.
“I
wanted to come and see where you work.” Her eyes flick around the
office.
I
smirk as I sit back in my chair. “Did you now?”
She
nods again and her eyes look around the room and up to the ceiling.
“Your office is very nice.”
I
frown, not understanding what she is doing. “Are there
cameras in here?” she asks.
I
smile. “No.”
She
bites her lip nervously. “I thought I would come and show you what
I bought today.”
I
raise a brow in question.
She
drops the coat and my eyes drop down her body. She is in a black
suspender belt, lace bra and G-string … fucking Perfection.
She
holds her hand out and I take it in mine as I stand. She does a twirl
on the spot and I feel my cock harden. “You like, Mr Stanton?”
she asks.
My
eyes hold hers and I reply. “I do.”
“I
know that you’re disappointed in me but I’m not letting your
mother come between us again.”
I
smirk.
“Do
you want to be friends?” She raises an eyebrow in question as she
places her hands on her hips.
I
can’t resist and my lips drop to the part where her neck meets her
shoulder and I kiss her gently. “Are you trying to bargain your way
out of my anger, Miss Marx?” I run my lips back and forth up her
neck.
She
drops her head to the side to give me greater access. “Maybe?”
she whispers as she smiles into my kiss and runs her tongue though my
open smiling lips.
“Maybe?”
I repeat. “What does that mean?” I ask as she kisses me more
urgently and I feel my cock start to thump as I see our reflection in
the window. The sight of her in that lingerie in my office nearly
makes me come on the spot. She is standing on her toes to reach me
and in the process flexing every muscle in her legs and ass. So
fucking hot …
“It
means I have a closing argument for you,” she whispers as she
tiptoes to kiss my neck. She bites me and goosebumps scatter up my
arms.
“What’s
the closing argument?” I whisper huskily.
She
slowly unzips my pants and without breaking eye contact drops to her
knees in front of me. My hands instinctively go to the back of her
head.
“I
would like you to blow in my mouth,” she breathes and then licks
her lips as she frees me from my pants and gently licks up the length
of my penis. I run my hand gently over her hair as my cock oozes
pre-ejaculate. Fuck, I love this woman.
“And
then I want you to bend me over your desk and fuck me like you hate
me!” she whispers.
I
grab a hand full of hair and impale her mouth with my cock.
“Stop
talking and start sucking because you are about to fucking cop it.”
I growl as I fill her mouth to the hilt and hiss as I pull out, again
deeper, and she runs her tongue over the end of me as she pulls out
and my eyes close. Fuck, she gives good head. Deeper and deeper she
takes me as she fondles my balls and I watch our reflection in the
window until I am so crazy with lust that I can’t stand it anymore.
I don’t want her mouth, I want inside her. I drag her up by the arm
and throw her across my desk and rip her underpants from her body.
There she lies … my beautiful kryptonite. I spread her with my
fingers so that I can see her beautiful weeping pink flesh and pull
her breast out of her bra to get the visual of the whole package. I
look up at the door as I realise that it isn’t locked and it only
fuels my desire even more. Anyone could walk in here at any moment,
and the thought of someone seeing us like this turns me inside out. I
pull her apart again and start to stroke myself slowly and
vigorously, one … two … three … four … my cock weeps.
Her
dark eyes watch me and her back arches off the table. “Joshua,”
she begs and I start to run my head backwards and forwards through
her until I can hold it no longer and I feed my cock into her hot
flesh.
“That’s
it,” she whispers as her eyes roll back in her head.
My
eyes close as I try to control the orgasm that is hammering up on me.
I grab her shoulders with straightened arms for leverage and I let
loose: long hard punishing stokes where she can’t speak. Pure
desire fills her face, her mouth hangs open and she tries to deal
with the brutality of my flesh ripping through hers. I rip her shoes
off and bring her feet up to my shoulders as once again my eyes flick
to the door. Fuck, we are going to get caught. Adrian will be here
any moment. I bring one of her feet up to my face and while my cock
works at a piston pace I slowly lick her instep underneath her foot.
“Ahhh,”
she cries as she tries to rip her foot from my grip.
My
body is now out of control and I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. The
desk is banging and she puts her hand up and clutches at the air as
she comes silently around my cock. The muscle contraction is so
intense that it doubles me over and I pump her, one … two … three
times with my hands wrapped around her shoulders, and I come in a
rush into her beautiful hot body. I lean and drop my head to her
shoulder as I try to catch my breath, my heart hammering in my chest
along with hers.
And
she kisses me, the gentle tender kiss that is Natasha. The most
powerful gesture in my world is the tender kiss in the afterglow of
lovemaking from this beautiful creature. Nothing is more important
than this, what we have. I thank god every day that she has come into
my life … that she makes me feel like this. I feel myself being
overwhelmed with emotion and I close my eyes and my lips
instinctively drop to her neck as I try to gather my thoughts.
“You’re
totally right. I do give a great closing argument,” she whispers.
I
smile broadly into her neck. “Yes, you do.”
“I’m
like the queen of closing arguments.” She giggles.
“Shut
up.” I smile as I kiss her again on the neck and do up my fly. Then
I stand and pull her up into a standing position and quickly retrieve
her jacket and put it on her. “Stop seducing me in my office.
Anybody could have walked in,” I mutter, disgusted that I lost my
head. I bend and pick up her G-string and put it into my pocket.
She
pushes me back into my chair and sits across my lap like a child with
her arms wrapped around my neck.
“I
love you,” she whispers as she kisses me again gently.
I
smile and peck her on the lips. “I love you too.”
She
starts to do crazy little kisses all over my face and I screw up my
face to escape her.
“Does
that mean you can take me on a date tonight … just us?” she
whispers as she raises her eyebrows in question.
I
smirk. “I suppose,” I reply.
The
thing is, after the day I have had I should be in a much worse mood
than I am. Lucky for me my girl knows what I need better than I do
and a deep sense of contentment sweeps over me. Having her here with
me and on my side is all that I need.
Series
Reading Order
Meet
Joshua & Natasha in Book One of the
AMAZING
STANTON SERIES!
Joshua
and Natasha’s gripping love story continues in Stanton
Unconditional!
The
conclusion to this Joshua and Natasha’s epic series is FINALLY
HERE!
Tee
Swan was born in Sydney Australia and is the author of Contemporary
Romance novels, Stanton Adore, Stanton Unconditional and Stanton
Completely.
Her new novel, Find Me Alastar is due for release in
early 2016.
She
studies Psychology and works for the Australian Schizophrenia
Fellowship. When Tee is not working in the depths of mental health,
you will find her daydreaming about her next story, writing, drinking
coffee or hanging with her beloved husband and three kids in her
sleepy beach side town south of Sydney.
Tee’s
aim is to write steamy, tender love stories that stay with you long
after you close the book.
