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I tap my finger against my lip, enjoying the opportunity to ridicule him when it’s normally him that’s the playful one. “Let me guess, you have an STD?”
His lip curls up in disgust and he scrunches his nose up. “No, dude, you know I get regular checks. Besides, I always wrap it up, you know that.”
“Apart from that one time,” I counter with a raised eyebrow.
When Tate had too much to drink one night, and we were discussing our sexual conquests, he was the only one that admitted he purposely didn’t wear a condom with one girl because he was so turned on he needed to see his cum dripping out of her.
The memory of Emi gets me hard when an image of my cum escaping her this morning flashes in my mind. At the time, I didn’t get it, but now? Now I understand. It’s primal and possessive.
My gaze snaps to Tate’s, and his face is whiter than before.
“Shit, did you knock her up or something?” My heart races.Surely, he hasn’t got a girl pregnant too?
Tate continues to stare back at me, then he jolts. “No. She was on birth control. I told you that.”
I sigh in annoyance. “What the hell is wrong with you, then?”
He opens his mouth to respond, but a knock at the door interrupts him. “Come in,” I shout. My eyes turn to the door, and the air is pulled from my lungs because she’s here. She steps into the office, and I rise from my chair to greet her. My heart races like a lovestruck teenager as I take her in. She wears her hair up in a messy bun, a t-shirt covers her bump but it strains against it, leggings fit her sculptured legs, and her face is clear of makeup, exposing the little freckles beside her nose. A shiny substance is on her lips, and I have an overwhelming urge to taste it.
I pull her toward me and back her against the wall, my arms resting above her head as I cage her in.
“You don’t need to knock, Red. You’re family. Family doesn’t knock.”
I can see her chest rising beneath her top, heat spreading over her chest. I dip my head and take her lips in mine; her body relaxes against me, and her small bump pushes against my stomach. I slip my tongue into her mouth, and she whimpers, making my cock stand to attention.
Emi wraps her arms around my neck and draws me in impossibly closer. Our tongues clash, and when she digs her nails into the base of my neck, I growl into the kiss.
A throat clears behind me, making me jump and causing Emi to gasp.
I turn to see Tate standing near my desk with a shit-eating grin on his face. “This must be Emi, right?”
I tug Emi in front of me, trying to disguise my raging hard-on. My hand finds her bump, and Tate doesn’t miss the action. His lips tip up at the sides as his eyes roam over her body. I want to punch him in the balls, so my grip tightens on Emi.
“Emi, this is Tate, my business partner,” I grunt the words out.
“Try best friend, asshole.” Tate grins.
Before I know what’s happening, she pulls away from me and walks over to Tate, holding her hand out to greet him. “Nice to meet you, Tate. I’ve heard so much about you guys.”
Tate shakes her hand with a genuine smile.
“It’s so good to finally meet you, I’ve heard so much about you all. We’d love it if you could all join us for dinner one night, right, Shaw?” She turns back to me with a genuine, enthusiastic smile, and I stand there dumbfounded. Me and Lizzie were off and on for years, and she couldn’t bear my friends’ company for the shortest of times, let alone a dinner date.
“That sounds amazing, thank you, Emi. I’ll get the guys together to schedule a date.” He winks at me, and I narrow my eyes. “Well, I guess I best go back to doing some work. I’ll catch up with you guys soon.” He walks past Emi but stops at me, lowering his voice. “Fuck, man. Your cock looks painful.” His eyes travel down my body, and I ball my palms into fists, ready to lash out. Tate gives me a knowing chuckle.
“Shaw? I’m a little early, right?”
My eyes snap back to Emi leaning against my desk while Tate leaves the office, the door clicking shut behind him.
“Yes.” My pulse races with need as I stare at her, those black orbs of hers drawing me in further.
“I’ve always wanted to have sex in an office.” Her eyes flick around the office space, but my eyes are fixed solely on her, filled with lust as I stride toward her with purpose, my adrenaline skyrocketing.
“This is going to be real quick, baby. Real fucking quick, my cock is leaking for you so bad.”
I spin her around and tug her leggings down to her thighs, shocked to discover she isn’t wearing any panties. “What the fuck, Emi?” I move one hand to her dripping pussy while the other unbuckles my belt and tugs my thick cock from my boxers.
My eyes close at my touch, desperation edging at the tip of my cock. “You’re a naughty girl, not wearing panties, Red.” I drag my cock over the crack of her ass and down to her pussy hole, so wet for the taking. “So fucking naughty.” I push inside her, and as soon as her warm, wet heat encompasses me, I have to bite the inside of my mouth to stop myself from coming.
