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“Mhmmm.”
I tighten my grip on her throat. “Yes or no answer, Falynn.”
“Mmm,” she purrs, “yes, Gio.”
I kiss her again, tongue grazing hers. I haven’t stopped working her with my fingers. The feel of her slick walls as they clench around me is unbelievable. I withdraw them for a taste and then let her suck the rest off.
“Honey, the sweetness between those thighs isn’t for anycabronoff the street.”
A lusty smile spreads on her lips. She kisses me this time, fingers back in my hair. But I have no more time to waste. It’s been a long day and I need to relieve some stress and frustration. Between opening the casino, fighting Lovato and this turf war, and Falynn’s naughty little ass distracting me, I’m walking a thin tightrope.
Yesterday, she asked about my mother. It caught me so off guard, I shutdown. I chilled into ice and reminded myself we’re not a real relationship. Everything between us is fake. Just another transaction.
But whatisreal is Falynn’s delectable curves and this pussy of hers I salivate for.
I shove aside the bottom portion of her dress ’til it’s nothing but a scrap of fabric bunched at her waist. I don’t even bother to take my pants off. Belt unbuckled, zipper down, dick out, I push her back onto the desk and drive my entire length into her. She gasps and arches, her legs falling wider apart.
Her nether lips are swollen and glossy, stretched around my dick. The sight is one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen.
I waste no time going hard. I slam my hips into hers again, drawing another gasp from her. I’m well aware Louis and C.J. are in the hall outside. These walls aren’t impenetrable—surely they’ve heard our dirty talk and whatever pants and moans we release now. But I don’t give a fuck. It doesn’t matter how much they hear; I’m the boss, and I make the rules.
Her pussy’s hot, wet silk. She pulls at me, sucks me in with an unforgivingly tight grip. I revel in the feel, like it’s the most luxurious pussy I’ve ever had. If this is the last one I’m in before I die, I’d go a happy man.
She holds on to my biceps to keep from sliding on the desk with each hard thrust I give her. Her eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them, stuck on my face. They’re deep with lust, a dark gleam I’ve never seen before.
I’m corrupting her every second we’re together. It’s a thought I’ve avoided, the more time we’ve spent together, the more caught up we are in this entanglement. But I’d be a lying man if I said the prospect of corrupting her doesn’t thrill me. Molding her to fit this deadly sinful world of mine.
Our heavy pants are the only sounds other than the sloppy wet noise her pussy makes as I pump into her. I bend to leave biting kisses all over her breasts. My teeth scrape on her nipples. Any marks left will be a reminder of me. My imprint all over her as it should be.
She untucks my dress shirt and slips her hands underneath, dragging sharp nails across my abs. The scratchy feeling spurs me on, slamming into the depth of her. I play with her pussy as we pant and moan. Her clit pulses against my thumb. I’m rough rubbing it in tight circles.
It’s enough to push her over the edge. She tightens up, head tipped back, and cries out as an orgasm rocks her. I keep up my fast movements, loving how her gushy, hot pussy grips me more desperately. I ride out her orgasm ’til my dick twitches and spills.
My seed empties inside her, making a mess once I pull out. Some trickles down her perineum. Another hot fucking image for the memory spank banks. I bend forward and collapse on top of her. It’s easy to forget our weight difference; I can easily crush her, but she’s out of it. As enveloped in pleasure as I am, she lies there in a breathless heap.
I grab her neck and give her a sloppy kiss. “For the rest of the night, you’ll walk sideways, and everybody’ll know it was me who fucked you this good.”
She moans, twirling her tongue with mine. “I’d much prefer not to be able to walk at all.”
“Later,” I growl, nipping at her throat. “Go clean yourself up. Make yourself respectable again.”
She smirks at the joke. “Same to you.”
I laugh. I love it when she mouths off.
I take my time regrouping in my office. There’s a knock at the door and I grunt to welcome them inside. It doesn’t surprise me when Louis walks in looking like the cat that swallowed the fattest canary alive—no easy feat considering Louis is no small guy.
“How was that business you were tending to, Boss?”
I glare at him. “You grow balls all of a sudden, funny guy?”
He chuckles. “You both were so loud, the ground floor casino probably heard.”
“Louis, I’m addicted,” I admit with a shake of my head. I pick up my whiskey on the rocks and carry it over to the sofa. He follows suit, sitting across from me. “Damn kung fu grip pussy. It’s better than any drug.”
“Those are the worst ones—the girls who know how to work it.”
“She does some shit with it I’ve never seen before. Dozens of girls and not one like her. Some type of master-level Kegel shit.”
