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“Bea,” she whimpered.
“Just B? Nothing else?” He bit her again.
“Bea, like buzz-buzz bee,” she groaned, and her hands slid under his jacket.
“Beatrix?” he asked as his hands squeezed her entire full breasts.
“Yes,” she groaned, but he wasn’t one hundred percent sure it was because of the name or his movements.
Pulling his lips from her neck, he looked down at her. The other waitress hadn’t lied to him, but then again, neither had Bea. She was a Trixi since it was just another nickname for Beatrix.
Gliding his hands back over her smooth stomach, he undid her pants and pushed them to the floor. He needed to touch her now. Turning her to face the door, he rubbed her ass over his erection as he moved his hand into her lacy black panties. His fingers easily slid into her folds, finding her already wet and ready. She was as turned on as he was.
He held her tight to him with his other arm, and her head leaned into his shoulder as he slipped a finger over her clit and ran it in tight circles, causing her to moan and writhe in his arms. All he could smell were roses and grapes from her hair, the same as the night before.
Her body was limp and sated as he quickly undid his own pants and pushed down his underwear. In one smooth motion, he pushed on a condom and entered her wet folds from behind. The action made her gasp, but she didn’t protest or try to get away. As he began to move, she cried out in pleasure and said his name with the rhythm of their movements.
With a hand on her hips, he set their pace. It was harsh and fast, and she met him move for move as her body clenched around his until he came hard in her. Both were panting as he slid from her, and she groaned as he did.
Spinning her back to face him, she nearly fell because her pants were still around her ankles. She laughed at herself as his arms kept her from falling to the floor at their feet. Her laugh made him smile—it was infectious.
In her pants on the floor, her phone made a buzzing noise. Her eyes went to them, and then she quickly reached for the phone. Jonas watched her read the text and bite her lip.
“Fuck. Fuck, I have to go.” She put her phone under her chin, holding it between her chin and chest as she pulled up her panties and pants, buttoning them quickly.
“I want to see you again,” he demanded as she worked.
“Fuck, this is not working out at all,” she mumbled as her phone received another text.
“Beatrix, I want your number,” he demanded again.
“I have to get back. Lucy just stormed off. This is bad.” She unlocked the door.
“Bea, stop,” he called after her, but she didn’t.
Mumbling to herself, she left him in the bathroom and went back to the party. Or so he assumed since he couldn’t follow because his pants were still around his own feet, and his dick was hanging out. In the time it took to right himself, she was gone from the hallway. Back at the party, he couldn’t see her. The black-haired woman was there, as well as the blonde, but now it was just two, and the party had emptied of most of the attendees. His redhead was gone.
“Jonas, where the hell have you been?” Harvey stated from beside him. Jonas had been sure the man had left already.
“Restroom.”
“Haven’t seen you in a few days. Stop by my office tomorrow; we have to have a chat.” Harvey was nothing but smiles, except he could be that way if he wanted to.
Pushing the gorgeous redhead from his mind, he had to get back to what was happening. No way was a woman getting in the way of that.
If she worked for Harvey, she wasn’t doing a great job, unless it was just to distract him. Then she was doing great.
