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He put pressure on my head and I went down to the mattress and my ass tipped high, giving him what he wanted.

“Goddamn, you’re sexy as hell,” he growled.

Weston was building it, I could feel it happening.

“More,” I begged and his thumb stopped teasing and pressed in.

Forbidden. Erotic. Lewd.

My hips bucked, my thighs shook, and I exploded.

“Fucking hell,” Weston grunted and drove in harder. “Wild.”

“Weston,” I moaned as my orgasm blazed through me. So hot. So overwhelming, I trembled with it.

“Can’t hold out, baby, not when your tight pussy clamps down.”

Thankfully Weston’s grip on my hips was iron-clad because my legs had given out, I was boneless. Floating on a cloud of bliss.

With one last thrust, Weston slammed home, stayed planted deep, and I waited for it. Waited for the feel of his cock swelling before I felt the throb.

“Love feeling you come, honey.”

“Christ. Perfect. Beautiful. Sexy. Totally wild. No one better, baby.”

God, I loved he thought that. Because there was no one better than Weston. Not anyone in the whole wide world and he was mine.

31

“Damn, brother, twice in one week?” Weston said to Alec as he entered the office.

Alec didn’t reply, and it was then Weston took in his friend’s frown.

“What’s wrong?”

“Everyone here?” Alec asked instead of answering Weston’s question.

“Yeah. Conference room.”

“McKenna and Silver?”

Alec’s inquiry immediately put Weston on high-alert.

“Out with Kennedy. There a problem?”

“Need a private conversation.”

Before Weston could ask what the fuck that meant, Nixon came into the reception area, Tank and Axel following.

Thankfully the two oversized puppies had learned some manners and no longer jumped on visitors like a pair of wild disobedient mutts.

“I’d say it’s good to see you,” Nix started. “But I’m thinking this isn’t a social call.”

Now that the shock of seeing Alec walk through the door had worn off, it was clear Alec was not giving off a happy vibe.

“Got a few minutes?” Alec asked.

Nix jerked his head toward the conference room and moved to the hall with Alec on his heels. Weston waited a moment, not liking the feel of Alec’s visit. Unable to fight the urge, he pulled out his phone and sent a short text to Silver asking about her lunch, and only exhaled when she messaged back saying she was having a great time.