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She may only be our half-sister, but apparently, the genes of the piece of shit who impregnated our mother were weak. She’s a Pashkin, through and through.
“What the fuck are you even talking about?” she all but screams into the cell at her ear. “Send him over here fucking now!”
I smirk as she throws the device across the room, and the others flinch. Her little assistant—who I don’t trust—and some slimy lawyer are here, and neither will look her, or me, in the eye.
“Something the matter?” I ask, unable to completely hide my smirk. Her eyes narrow, and she steps up to me with bared teeth.
“Shut the fuck up with the commentary if you want to keep your balls,” she hisses. I hold my hands up in mock surrender, and her eyes only thin more. The little blonde starts speaking behind her, but Ginger’s eyes stay on me.
“It looks like something happened with several of the trucks,” she says, scrolling on a tablet. “Two teams were taken out before we could even blink. I haven’t gotten updates on the last three except—”
“Everyone out,” Ginger commands, fire in her eyes as they meet mine. I glance over and see the look of surprise on the little one’s face. The lawyer darts out of the room without a word.
“Ma’am, I—”
“Get the fuck out!”
The high-pitched screech is apparently enough because she hustles out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The corner of my mouth turns up more.
“I assumed you didn’t mean me.”
My tone is casual as I lean against the wall. She stands there unmoving for a moment before rage seems to overtake her, and I watch the magnificent fury.
“What the fuck!” she shrieks, taking some kind of wooden paperweight from her desk and hurling it across the room. There’s a loud crack as it smashes against the rock wall, falling to pieces on the floor.
Before I can say anything else, she strides up to me. Reaching up to grab my hair, she pulls me down to her. Our lips clash with passion and anger, our tongues dancing violently as I cup her head and give her the kiss she clearly needs.
When we break apart , I see the heat and need in her eyes. I lean toward her ear and nip lightly while whispering, “Take off your panties.”
She licks her lips before reaching down under her tight skirt and wiggling them down her legs. I feel my dick twitch as I watch the thin fabric fall to the floor, and she steps out of them, taking them in hand. I reach out and take them, shoving them in my pocket.
There’s no smile on her face, just heated passion as I switch places, putting her against the wall. My mouth claims hers once more, hands moving down her body until I reach the hem of her skirt, hiking it up. Using both hands, I take a firm hold of her ass and hoist her off the floor. The tight skirt is shoved up her body as she wraps her legs around my waist.
Pressing her to the wall with my body and holding her ass with one hand, I use the other to quickly undo the button holding back my straining length.
“Please fuck me,” she begs into my mouth. I smile against her lips as my cock springs free, then I grip her hips once more, guiding my aching dick toward her waiting entrance.
She’s already wet for me, so I slide in easily. Her nails dig into my back as I push all the way in and feel her clench around me.
“Hard,” she tells me, biting my shoulder. That’s all the encouragement I need as I press her against the wall and fuck her as hard as I can. She’s so small, it’s easy to hold her up as I pound into her, the nails digging into my skin telling me how much she fucking loves it.
Since the first fucking time, she’s always loved it. It’s always felt this right.
It doesn’t take long for me to feel my balls begin to tighten. Using the wall as leverage to hold her, I bring one hand between us to find her sweet nub. She cries out as soon as I touch it, so I press firmly, slowing and prolonging my thrusts.
“Oh my God,” she wails as I feel her core twitch around me. When I feel the first wave of her orgasm, I bring my hand away and my motions pick up speed. We both cry out as her pulsating pussy claims my orgasm, too.
We don’t move, chests heaving as we come down from the moment.
One at a time, I release her legs and make sure she can stand before getting my cock back into my pants.
“Bit better?” I ask, and for a moment, her body shakes with laughter.
“Something like that,” she replies. “Can I have my panties back?”
When I shake my head, she rolls her eyes, walking over to her desk and pulling out several napkins. I don’t give her the grace of modesty as she cleans up, the sight of her washing away my cum somehow insanely sexy.
I don’t say anything while she does it then sits back up at the table, scrolling through the tablet left behind by her assistant.
