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of reason, I walk toward her, avoiding the maître d’ chasing me down.
“So, you’ll see that Scarlett has—” She stops mid-sentence, her eyes widening while she observes me standing beside her at the table.
“Noah, what are you doing here?” she questions, shocked yet trying to compose herself.
The men seated at the table stare me up and down with their arrogant smirks. The one in the ponytail not retracting his arm that so carelessly rests behind Morgan. My hands are prepped, ready to strangle him at this very moment. As much as I hate him for his foolish behavior, I straighten my posture and act confidently trying to irk him.
“I apologize, but we have some unfinished business that needs sorting out.” I turn toward the men with a fierce look. “I need to borrow Ms. Bentley for… say…” I look at my watch, “… ten minutes.”
“Noah, can this possibly wait?” she asks, annoyed, plastering a fake smile for her guests.
“Not anymore.”
She excuses herself and follows me closely out of the restaurant. When we’re out of sight, I grab her hand and lead her toward the elevator.
“Noah, are you out of your mind? That was an important deal, and they’re only here for the night,” she sputters, momentarily beyond words.
The elevator is on level five, and impatiently, I grab her hand and open the door to the stairwell.
“What are you doing? I’m in heels, and you want me to climb… how many steps?”
This woman needs to shut up.
I grab her waist, lifting her and throwing her over my shoulder. She kicks and screams, begging me to put her down. When we hit the second floor, the room is right beside the elevator. I swipe the card and enter, finally putting her down.
She stumbles for just a moment, her eyes wild and fueled with anger. “This is insane, and I don’t think you understand—”
I press her up against the door, fast and hard, smashing my lips against hers. Her tits are soft and round, pushing hard against my chest. I want to bury myself in them. Get lost for hours upon hours, if not a lifetime. Wait, what did you just think?
“Noah,” she pants, gripping onto the lapels of my suit jacket.
I place my index finger on her lips, motioning for her to be quiet. “I’m not waiting anymore, Morgan,” I say just above a whisper. “I’ve waited long enough. I don’t care what happens tomorrow. Right now, I need you.”
I know I have only ten minutes. I’m a selfish bastard, but I don’t want to jeopardize her career. My hands run up her dress, lifting her ass into my hands. She laces her arms around my neck, drawing me in and proving to me she feels the same way.
Waiting is overrated, anyway.
Her long, lean legs wrap around my waist, giving me the perfect angle to take her against the door.
In one swift move, I unbuckle my pants, dropping them around my ankles. I bury my head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her skin. She smells like her, a scent so pure and sensual mixed with a bit of coconut. My senses are heightened, and the smell of her skin sends my body into the meltdown phase, and I haven’t even entered her yet.
Her panties feel expensive, lacy with tiny crystals scattered along the top. I can always replace them later. That’s what money is for. And so, I scrunch them in my hands and tear them away, making sure I don’t hurt her. The sound of her gasp sends delightful shivers throughout my body. Her body arches back, and the vein, visible on her neck, invites me to kiss every inch of it, wanting to taste the blood pumping through her veins like a goddamn vampire.
She’s ready.
I reach down and latch onto my shaft, taming the persistent throb and teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock. She’s delightfully wet, soft, and warm. So very warm. This moment should be savored, but I’m a selfish prick. I slide myself in as her stomach shrinks, sucking in the air as she takes a deep breath and moans splendidly all around me. She chants my name, softly sounding the syllables in tune with our bodies moving.
I push deeper, feeling her walls tighten around me. She’s almost there. I know she’s almost there. She releases her grip on me, leaning back against the door while her eyes meet mine.
And something in the way she gazes longingly at me draws me in.
The desire.
The lust.
The greed.
With the mightiest of thrusts, I slam into her hard, feeling her pussy contracting around my cock followed by her loud cry.
