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We’re miles from the office, all alone. I had this room soundproofed when I renovated the restaurant. Whatever’s spoken in this room, not even a shifter standing just outside the door could hear. But I’m not sure I’m capable of stopping if that weren’t the case.
“You show up, strutting around in those damn dresses and high heels–”
“You gave me these heels.”
My finger drives deeper. Her ass moves over my dick, driving me mad.
“I should spank you again.” I barely recognize my own voice, it’s so rough. My wolf is close to the surface. It’s dangerous for her to be with me. Alone.
But I can’t let her go.
Her breath is coming in pants. The musk of her arousal grows stronger. “Maybe you should,” she agrees.
In a flash, I’m standing, lifting her from my lap and placing her on her hands and knees on the booth seat. I pull the skirt of her dress up to her waist and smack her ass. She wiggles for more.
I tug her dress up further, but it doesn’t go far. It’s too tight. “This damn dress,” I growl. “You’re never to wear it again.”
“And if I do?” Her voice is the exact wavelength of temptation. “What will you do about it?”
Oh, she’s begging to be punished.
I smack her harder, and she gasps. She’s so fragile. I’ll have to remember that.
“Discipline you properly.”
Her ass is a thing of beauty. Plump and round, with a divine jiggle when I swat her. I start lightly and listen closely for any whimper or cries. She’s silent, holding her breath as if she’s waiting for more, so I lay down a heartier slap. She hisses, but her scent intensifies. And scents do not lie.
“This is for your smart mouth.” I spank her again, then grip her heated flesh. I want to bury my face in her. I dip my fingers lower. She’s sopping wet.
I know what I’m eating for dessert. I rip her panties off. “On your back,” I command.
She turns around and looks up at me, and she eases back, face and neck flushed, eyes bright. Her pussy unfurles like a petal in front of me. My mouth waters.
I reach up and slide my hand into the window between her breasts.
“This is for driving me mad.” I lick her soaked slit. Ambrosia. Tangy and sweet, with a touch of nutmeg. She bucks, and I grip her bottom hard with my free hand, holding her still as I feast. I find her clit and circle it until she’s writhing on her back, pushing her hips to offer her pussy up. Once I’ve lapped up all her sweetness, I plunge my tongue deep into her and savor her moans. My beard scrapes the inside of her thighs. I’ve never wanted to leave marks before, but Madi is different.
I have to remember to be gentle with her. I rise up and lean over her, replacing my tongue with two strong fingers and a thumb at her clit. She’s hot and tight, her pussy sucking on my fingers. My pants are too tight for my cock.
I’ve lost control.
“You’re going to come for me, baby. Scream all you want, no one can hear.”
Her juices soak my cuffs. I rub the inside of her pussy walls, massaging her G-spot. She’s gripping the edge of the table.
I tighten my grip on her breast. “Come.Now.”
Her body seizes, responding to my command. Her head thrashes back and forth, her eyes glaze as she pants through her orgasm.
“Beautiful, baby. That’s beautiful.”
Her eyelashes flutter. My phone rings.
Fuck. What I’ve done is so far outside the bounds of propriety, of what’s expected of me as a boss and allowed as an alpha.
I swore I’d keep my dick in my pants with Madison. Technically, I have, but considering my tongue and fingers have been inside her, I’d say I royally fucked up again.
I’m hunting what I can’t eat. It’s not fair to Madi, and next time, I’m not so sure I won’t lose control.
