Page 68 of Marked By the Devil

“Just be careful. And don’t get so damn carried away at the computer that you forget to stretch.” As if proving his point, he set his hand on my shoulder and massaged lower.

I canted my head to the side and moaned. “Oh… God… Right there.”

He gripped my hair suddenly and tilted my head back for a hard, possessive kiss that would make me wet if he kept it up. “You keep moaning like that and neither of us are going to get any work done.”

“You can work me as hard as you want,” I teased.

He leaned down, kissing me again and thrusting his hand lower. Without missing a beat, he shoved his hand between my legs and stroked me. Fingered me. Taunted me to suck on his tongue as he pistoned his digit in and out⁠—

“Later, Red.” He strode off, smiling at me over his shoulder as he left.

I whined, flopping back to the bed at his holding out on me like that. “You’re mean.”

“Ah, fuck it.” He came back.

“Fuck me,” I begged, widening my legs and letting him see how I dripped for him.

“Tempting, but I’m already late.” Instead of giving me his dick, he pivoted me on the bed so my legs hung off the edge. Then on his knees, he lowered his mouth to my pussy and made me come. With licks, nips, sucks, and kisses, he tormented my clit and pussy until I was on the verge of screaming. Keeping his dark gaze on me was how he pushed me over. I came as I humped his face, holding his head to me. Shattering apart at the intensity of his wicked lips, teeth, and tongue on me, I didn’t care how loud I was. There was simply no way to hold it in.

“Dammit.” He stood as I was still coming, shaking and gasping on the bed. “I will fuck you.” He unzipped his pants and tugged me closer so he could ram his dick into me. “I can’t go all day without… this…” He gritted his teeth as he fucked me hard and fast. This time, after he was satisfied, he left me lying on the bed after a second orgasm, his cum dripping out of my body and a loopy, sleepy smile on my lips.

The freedom to drive paled in comparison to how he’d woken me up. I did get out of the house, though, and I messed with the music on the radio as I drove to work with Elena.

Nothing could dull my day.

Nothing would bring me down.

With the breeze in my hair as I sped along the highway, with the endorphins from coming early threading through my system, and the sunshine high and bright, I was in a damned good mood.

Arriving at the mansion, I smiled as I headed in.

“Nice work,” Adrik said as he passed me by.

I stopped at the foyer and glanced down.

“Well, I’ll be damned…”

He did a double-take at my muttering as I looked at the marble floor. “Huh?”

“I just realized this is the first time that I just let myself in.” Without Viktor. Without an escort. Without… being checked.

“Yeah.” He furrowed his brow at me like I was being silly. “Anyway, good job with that kid yesterday. It seems like he was waiting for someone to talk to.”

I nodded. “I’m kind of worried about him.”

He rolled his eyes. “Not you too. I thought you didn’t even know him that well.”

“I didn’t. I don’t. I only met him one day and thought I’d be his coworker.” I frowned. “What do you mean, me too?”

“Elena’s already been nagging me about him. She’s worried he’ll be killed or targeted for giving you secrets.”

“Yeah. That’s what I’m thinking too.”

He nodded reluctantly. “Fine. We can arrange some protective services for him.”

I smiled. He wasn’t so bad, after all. I supposed it was just common sense, though. If someone did you a favor, you do a favor back for them.

“There’s no way in hell I’m bringing him in to work for us.” He rolled his eyes.