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Dropped open in shock.

Suddenly, the lips expertly wrapped around my shaft are hers. She’s making the needy sounds as she sucks me deeper. It’s pale pink hair clenched in my fist and pretty green eyes watering as I hit the back of her throat.

I groan low in my throat, balls tightening as image after image of my girl on her knees barrages my thoughts.

Misty closes her lips, breaking the illusion, and I rip myself away from the warm mouth, instantly fisting my cock in full view of this mystical pixie who captures all of my attention.

Misty’s eyes are locked around my fist stroking from base to tip. The light catches on her hardened nipples, and a flush crawls up her chest, pinkening her cheeks as she takes me in. She should be disgusted, but my girl’s captivated.

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she takes in every stroke. My hips jerk forward, and a pained whimper escapes her throat, sending me over the edge.

My orgasm slams into me, shivers rippling down my spine as my cum coats my hand.

Her eyes track my movement as I grab a handkerchief from my pocket and wipe myself clean. She doesn’t look away when I tuck myself back in but leave the button undone.

I take a step forward, closing the distance between us with sure strides. Her eyes widen as I step into her space, but she doesn’t move. Caught like a rabbit, frozen in place while I stalk toward her until the toes of her shoes meet mine.

She has to tip her head all the way back to continue looking at me, and I bend toward her, close enough that our breaths mingle together.

I can’t stop myself from touching her, and I rub my thumb along her bottom lip, freeing it from her abuse, then dip the tip inside. Her soft tongue runs along the rough pad, sending a blistering heat rushing through me, the taste of my cum filling her mouth.

She startles back, eyes wide with shock, and she stumbles. I catch her arm, steadying her. “Welcome back.” I breathe the words in a whisper.

Shock turns to fear, turns to mortification, and she practically squeaks, “I’m sorry.”

Then turns and flees.

I tense against the need to chase her, to press her into the wall and slide my fingers into her pretty panties to see if she’s as wet for me as I think she is. I swallow hard, breathing through my nose. My little mouse isn’t ready for me yet, but it’s far too late for me to stop now.

A feminine cough comes from behind me.

“She’s the reason you called?” Selena inquires. She’s fully dressed, silk shirt tucked into a perfectly tailored pencil skirt. She looks like she belongs in board meetings; she’s everything that Misty isn’t.

Making her everything I don’t want.

“It won’t happen again.”

She nods, then looks at the ground where my cum is staining the carpet. “You go. I’ll clean up.”

I swipe my fob for the elevator. It’s coded to come directly to me, skipping all floors. If I’m lucky, it’ll bring her right back to me.

Frustration licks at my skin when the car’s empty, and I have to wait for it to reach the bottom floor. By the time I’m out the front doors, her bright hair is disappearing into an Uber. I run my tongue along my top teeth, pressing hard enough to feel the sharp edges, and roll my neck. I don’t like her getting into cars with strangers, and that will be the last time.

“Fernando,” I say to our security guard. He’s been here for the last ten years, and I know I can trust him. “There’s a Miss Selena on my floor. She won’t be a problem, but make sure she leaves.”

“Will do, boss.”

The valet pulls up my car without being requested. I weave in and out of traffic, following the faint silhouette of the navy blue car she’s in until I’m tailing a few lengths back.

I know better than to follow this closely. I’d been trained to stay invisible, but I can’t stand the idea of losing sight of her.

This way, if her driver veers off from the quickest path, I’ll know immediately. I know where she lives, and I know the best way to get there.

This woman’s been haunting my dreams, gasping my name, and has quickly become my obsession.

I pull up to her apartment moments after her and watch as she steps out of the car and makes her way to the door. It takes several precious seconds for her to unlock it, more than enough time for someone to come up, and a muscle ticks in my jaw.

I pull up my brother Matthias on the dash and hit Call.

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