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“Fire hidden under the ice,” I groan. Her eyebrows lift and she slowly pushes my shaft deeper into her mouth. Growling, I close my eyes.

“You feel so good, baby girl. Warm and wet. Your mouth is heaven.”

Her full lips curl around my dick and I grunt, feeling the sizzle of electricity shoot up my spine.

Her tongue slides up the underside of my dick and she licks and sucks at my rod like she’s never tasted anything that good.

My hands fist the glorious red silk of her hair, twining in the fiery strands until I hold her head still. “You look so good, baby girl. You’re such a naughty girl, aren’t you? You are definitely going to be on the naughty list. No coal for you though. Maybe Santa will spank that pretty ass until it’s as red as a candy cane’s stripes.”

Her face flushes, her eyelids at half mast, sultry and sexy.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, princess?”

In and out, her tongue dragging along my shaft until I feel my balls tighten and my cock swell in her mouth. Then I lose it, grunting as I shoot streams of my thick release down her throat.

My hand closes around my shaft and I pull it out of my pants, jerking and tugging at the swollen fucker until I groan, my release shooting out and all over my hand and my lap.

I close my eyes, my breath sawing in and out of my lungs. I reach over and grab some tissues, cleaning myself up as well as I can. I can still see Promise’s smile in my mind and my heart aches.

I need that woman like I need air to breathe. But I can’t figure out how to get through that damn tough shell she’s got going on.

Considering her ex and how he dumped her and his son, I can see why she’s a little guarded. But I’d never do anything to hurt her.

All I have to do is prove it to her. No problem.

I’m sure that will be easy, I snort.

* * *

The next morning I follow Promise’s lovely figure with my eyes when she walks to her office. I stand and follow her like I can’t help myself. I’m a puppet on her string.

Her head lifts when she sees me leaning in her doorway. “Drake,” she sighs and my dick jerks. It’s the same sound she made in my fantasy when she took me into her mouth.

I shake my head, trying to clear the image before I get hard as hell right in the middle of the office.

“Morning, Promise. Did you get your car fixed?”

Her head shakes, her long red hair sliding on the silky gray shirt she’s wearing. My fingers twitch to touch it but I close them into fists.

I need to get myself under control.

“No. I didn’t. I called an Uber.”

I stalk in the door. “What the hell, Promise? Why didn’t you call me? I could have picked you and Justin up.”

Golden eyes narrow on me. “We’re not besties, Drake. I can take care of my own problems. I’ve been doing it for a helluva long time.”

“You don’t have to do everything alone. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you for the longest time. And I’ve got a friend who’s got a shop. I could have him look at it and give you a good price.”

“I don’t need help, Drake. I’m an adult and I can take care of my own issues.”

“Even adults need help, princess. It doesn’t mean they’re not adults. It just means that they have a support system to help them through the rough times.”

“I don’t have that and there’s nothing wrong with that.” She sits down and runs her fingers through her hair, fluffing it up.

“I could be that if you let me, Promise. I’ve tried telling you that over and over. We’re friends and I’d like nothing more than to help you out.”

She rolls her hazel eyes and my hand itches to paddle her ass. “We are not friends. I don’t know why you’ve decided to adopt me and all my problems all of a sudden but I don’t need your help. I’m good.”

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