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I admitted a partial truth. “I don’t like surprises. You never told me you were here for the same conference.” I also woke up perturbed to find him gone and wondered if he had left my bed and returned to the woman from the shower stall.
“Now you know.” He dipped his head slightly and bit his lip. “I had fun last night. I can’t convince you to go another round?”
The walls of my sex contracted almost painfully. I dropped my gaze, lifting my bag higher on my shoulder. “I have work to do. I’m not getting caught up in you.”
Bakari reached for the knob in front of me and locked the door.
“What are you doing?” I hated that my protest sounded even weak to my ears. But damn it, his dick game was sublime.
His hands pressed against the door, effectively trapping me in his sexual lair. “Do you always ask obvious questions?”
“I meant like you want to do it right now?” I could easily unlock the door and leave. Yet I did nothing, wondering why I was entertaining him when I’d been angry and hurt to find my bed empty early this morning.
“Still an obvious question.” I could feel the heat of Bakari’s gaze while he slowly perused my knee-length dress-clad body from behind. He murmured appreciatively before speaking in a low voice, “Last night was intense. Are you sore?”
I folded my arms. “Maybe.”
“Then I’ll have to be gentler.” He promised as he kissed the side of my neck.
“We’re not about to have sex in this room,” I stated though my resolve weakened with every kiss he placed on my neck.
Bakari took my bag off my arm and placed it on a nearby chair before he turned me around to face him. “Give me one good reason why we can’t fuck right now. No one is using the room until tonight. There are no windows, and I doubt there are cameras. And I have condoms.”
I quirked a brow. “Condoms? Aren’t you presumptuous? Maybe I just don’t want to.”
He glanced down at my chest. “Then why can I see your nipples?”
I covered my breasts with my hands. “It’s cold.”
He calmly removed my hands. “No, it’s not.” Bakari kissed my lips softly. “If you’re mad with me because I left without saying goodbye, punish me. Make me get on my knees, lift up that dress and eat the fuck out of you. Make me do all the work to get the both of us off. There are so many creative ways you can get back at me that are much more fun than arguing.”
“Well, when you put it like that.” I pulled his chin down, wanting more of his panty-dropping kisses. While ravishing my mouth with his tongue, his hands went under my dress. He cupped my mound and briefly slipped his index finger inside my wet walls before sliding my panties down my legs. Bakari then lowered me to a chair without breaking our kiss. Once I was seated, he broke the kiss, kneeled before me, lifted my feet, and pulled my panties off.
He lifted his head and softly directed, “Raise your dress over your hips, scoot to the edge, and put your legs on either side of the chair.”
The chair was cool on my naked bottom as I did as he asked. I gripped the backs of the chairs on both sides of me the second his lips kissed my clit. “Shit...damn.”
Bakari chuckled against my inner folds before his tongue and finger worked their magic. I flung my head back, staring at the patterned ceiling relishing in the impromptu naughtiness of being serviced by a sexy man in the middle of a meeting room. Way too soon, the building fervor inside my body brought me to the brink of madness. I pressed his head deeper between my legs, demanding he take me from my sweet, sweet misery. Which he doggedly obliged until my sex erupted into his mouth.
He wiped his lips as he looked up at me, his dark eyes pleased. “Forgive me yet?”
