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She blinks. “What are you talking about?”

“I heard what he said. About having a boyfriend holding you back.” I slap a hand over my heart. “You have to believe me, I never meant to do that.”

Bianca breathes a laugh, shakes her head. “Dusty, that was all nonsense.” She comes toward me, smoothing her hands up my bare torso. “He’s just another slimy casting director. He wanted…”

My blood is starting to heat. “He wanted what?”

“Me. And he didn’t want a boyfriend in the way.”

On a furious roar, I start to storm past Bianca, but she grabs my arm. “No!” I drag her several feet before I worry that she’ll trip and I stop. My head is pounding with rage, my fists ready to deliver damage, but she’s my first priority. “Dusty, he’s not worth it. He’s not. I told him to take his part and shove it.” She hurries in front of me, kissing my chin, my neck, my chest, trying to distract me from murdering this man. “Forget about him and take me home.”

Helplessness claws at me. “I’m sorry about your audition.”

“I’m not.” A laugh bubbles out of her. “I’m not even sorry.”

“But I can’t let him live, Bianca.”

“Yes, you can.”

The man, some old chump in a suit, steps out into the hallway. “What the hell is going on out here?” He rears back a little at the sight of me. Good. “Whoisthis?”

“My boyfriend,” Bianca says, looking at him while she rubs her palms up and down my chest, hardening my cock even though I’m seeing red. “I don’t have to fake anything with him.”

Hell. I like her praising me in front of this scumbag…a lot.

But I need to focus. I need to avenge her.

I’m just about to ask him to come outside and fight me like a man…

But Bianca’s nails scrape over my nipples, firing my balls into my damn throat.

“Darlin’…”

To my surprise, she takes hold of my shoulders and climbs me, slowly, wrapping her thighs around my hips, putting her pretty, pouty mouth on level with mine. “Maybe we should show him what a real man looks like.”

My lust for this woman is very powerful thing and it takes over now, distracting me. We wind our tongues together, me basking in her praise.A real man. It’s strange to be kissing her like this in front of an audience, but on the other hand, I’m shocked to find…I like it. Like him knowing she can’t keep her hands offme—and no one else.

No one can have her but me.

“I want you,” she whispers tremulously when we break for air.

“Here?” I’m already backing her into a wall, anchoring her there with my hips. “Now?”

She bites her lip. “I just want you to erase the thought of him.” Her shiver makes me want to burn the world down. “The thought of what he wanted to do to me.”

“I’m going to call security,” blusters the man.

I pin him with a look while jerking down my zipper. “No. You’re going to stand there and watch this.” I lick my fingers and wet the tip of my cock, once, twice, until it’s well lubricated. Then I use my finger to hook her panties to one side and I drive my thickened meat up inside of her, the sound of her gratified cry filling the hallway. “Who am I, darlin’?”

“Daddy.” She writhes desperately between me and the wall. “More!”

“Hear that?” I jackhammer her for a good ten seconds, her dangling legs shaking on either side of me. “I’m her Daddy—and there’s only room for one.” I surge deep and groan over the way she clenches. “Matter of fact, there’sbarelyroom for one. And that’s something you’ll never find out for yourself, because this little angel ismine. Contact her or come near her again and I’ll throw you from the roof of the building—and we’ll laugh on your way down.”

I haul her off the wall and walk to the elevator, smacking the button while she rides up and down on my dick, her face tucked into the curve of my shoulder. Her fingernails are buried in my shoulders and she’s fucking me with such desperation that one of her high heels falls off and we don’t even bother retrieving it, stepping into the elevator when it arrives. Man, she knows how to get off, exactly how to rub her clit on me to climax—and in the process, she swells my cock to the point of agony.Bring on the torture. I live for it now.

I live forher.

As soon as the doors close, I press the emergency stop button.

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