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My hands tremble with need, and when her tongue travels along the underside of my cock, I surge forward without preamble. Her teeth scrape along my cock, and it only adds to my unraveling. “Fuck, take my cock how I like it. Make it nice and wet, Red.” I pull back when she chokes on my cock before surging forward, ignoring her whimpers. Again and again, I pump into her mouth. Our eyes hold one another’s hostage as she works my cock perfectly, and my free hand trails over the softness of her cheek and tightens in her hair when my balls draw up. Fuck, I’m going to come already.
I pull out, making the decision not to let her swallow me down, deciding to punish her instead.
I tug her head back; her mouth is still open, gasping for breath, as I jack my cock over her neck. My eyes latch onto her perfect tits, and I aim my cock over them and her throat. The force of the cum exiting the tip makes me lose my footing, but I right myself and watch in rapture at the beautiful sight of my girl covered in my white cum over her heaving, flushed chest and dripping down to her tits.
I step back to admire her beauty, but Emi jumps to her feet with anger radiating from her. My princess is pissed.
“Shaw, what the fuck!” Her eyes bug out, making me chuckle.
“You were bad. Only good girls get to feed on my cum.” I smirk with a shrug as I tuck my shirt back into my pants.
When I move my gaze back to hers, I swallow away the guilt at how I’m treating her. Instead, I offer a lifeline—I hold out my hand to her. Emi hesitates before her body sags, and she reluctantly gives in, slipping her soft hand into mine. I pull her toward me, my lips finding hers without thinking. I can taste my cum on her, not something I’ve done before. If anything, I’ve avoided it, but I like the thought of me inside all of her holes, full of my cum. I smile into the kiss at the thought.
She pulls back to stare into my eyes. Those black orbs of hers sparkle, and I find myself getting lost in them, not wanting to pull away when I really should be leaving. The baby kicks and my heart skips a beat, but not even that can break the pull between us right now. I feel, for the first time in my life, this is where I’m meant to be. Even with all the crazy shit she has going on with her family.
This right here is my family.
This is my home.
I bring her fingers to my lips and kiss them.
“I’ll try and not be late, then we could watch a movie or something?”
Her lips tip up into a serene smile, and my heart swells with pride at knowing I put it there. I vow to make her smile like that every fucking day if this is how good it feels.
“That sounds great.” I bend down and kiss her once again while bump gives another kick, making me chuckle.
Maybe I should figure something out for the three of us.
Something special.
SHAW
I throw my pen across my desk in anger. While loosening my tie, I try to massage the tension building in my forehead with my fingers.
“Look, I don’t really give a fuck how we figure the advertisement out, but we need to nail it. That presentation we just saw was shit, and with Flawless being the leading company in the market for the fragrance industry, we need to not look like idiots.” I sigh.
Mase sits forward on the couch. “What about the new interns? We need a fresh approach, and with the shit these kids know about social media and trends, they’re the ones we should be asking. We need to utilize them.”
“They don’t have the fucking experience. All they have is the papers they walk in here with, that’s why they’re interning with us. To get the damn experience,” Tate snaps, equally as frustrated at our marketing department presentation as me.
“You need to give them a shot. Some of those kids worked on some big projects,” Mase counters.
“We don’t have time to wheedle out possible ideas. We need fucking results.” Tate sighs, then cracks his neck in frustration. The dude is beyond disappointed.
Mase turns toward Tate. “Look, let’s just have a select few sit in on the next brainstorm. It’s not going to hurt.” He shrugs. “If we come away with nothing, so be it. But, Tate, anything is worth a shot right now. The only thing we can agree on is that presentation was shit!” He points at the door.
Tate runs a hand through his hair. “Fine.”
My office door opens and in strolls Reed with his briefcase in hand. I give him a chin lift. “You good?”
He smiles from ear to ear, which is rare for the miserable bastard. I glance at Mase and Tate, both with equally shocked expressions. “I am very good.” He sits down in the swivel chair Owen normally occupies, making all of us look at him like he’s losing the plot. For Reed to be in such a good mood is almost unheard of.
“Fucking share, then, dick.” Tate throws what was an important set of notes from the meeting, screwed up into a ball, at Reed’s head.
I lean back in my chair, taking in the camaraderie.
“I just had a meeting with George Fanzio.” We all sit forward in our seats because this is a big fucking deal. George Fanzio is a billionaire property mogul. “He wants me to complete a sale on a plot of land and then he’s selling us the land at a reduced fee. It’s perfect for an entertainment venue.”
