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Yes? “What was my question?” I asked, my gaze affixed on her tits.
When I let go of her arm, she flung off her t-shirt. It went somewhere behind me.
“If I married you so Cheney couldn’t. Yes. That’s one part of it, definitely.”
All the blood had left my brain and was in my dick. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know the rest or could process what she was saying.
“The only other way I can take control of my trust–besides turning thirty–is to marry.”
She stood, shimmied her jeans down her legs, then off.
Oh. Fuck.
“Wait,” I said, gripping the arms of the seat. I had to stay focused, but it was nearly impossible with her only in her barely-there panties. If she turned around and I discovered it was a thong, I was going to come all over myself.
“What?” she asked. With her leaning forward, her tits practically spilled out of her bra.
I was practically panting now. “Douglas… Douglas won’t be executor of your trust because you gain full control now that we’re married. You get your money and get rid of the loser.”
She nodded. “Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you ask me to marry you before now?”
Her eyes widened, then she laughed. “What would you have said to the woman who you fucked over a desk if she asked you to marry her?”
If she showed me all of her body like she was now, the answer would have been yes.
“Uh…”
“I know you’ve been with women before, but picture one of them.”
I shook my head, studied the curve of her waist, the hint of her pussy lips through her panties. Was the satin damp? I knew they were fucking drenched.
FUCK.
“Other women, kitten?” I met her gorgeous gaze. “I can’t see their faces or remember their names now.”
“Because they meant so little to you.”
“No, because I only see you. Fuck, Eve.” I grabbed her, pulled her onto my lap again, this time so she straddled my hips. So her pussy settled right on my dick.
Her mouth dropped open. “Oh.”
Yeah, she felt that, too. I rolled her hips as I lifted up mine.
She groaned. I growled.
“I get your point. I’d have thought you were crazy, or after my money.”
“Exactly,” she breathed, starting to rock all on her own.
“I think you’ve made it more than clear that you don’t want any of my money.”
She nodded, stared into my eyes. “It’s just as you told Cheney. I want you for your big dick.”
And that was it. I was done. My willpower was only so strong.
I ripped those panties off and yes, they were a thong, and had my dick out and deep in her in record time.
