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“Wh…what are you doing?” she stammers.
“I haven’t decided yet.”
Her skin flushes pink. She presses her palms against the top of my desk and lifts herself further onto it. The little skirt rides up, baring most of her legs, almost to her hips.
Mine.
My girl. She was going to bare herself in my club. To a bunch of men who’d look at her as nothing more than a piece of meat.
“You’re smarter than this, Emily.” I palm her breast, flicking my thumb over her nipple.
Her breath stutters. “You…you make me a little crazy.”
“The feeling’s mutual.” I lean in and whisper in her ear, “You have any idea what I would’ve done if you got up on that stage and bared an inch of my skin.”
“Yours?” she breathes out.
“Mine. Every inch of you.”
“You run this club, but you wouldn’t let me…?” Her voice trails off as I cup her other breast and wedge myself between her open knees. “That’s not fair.”
“Never said it was. But that’s how it is.” I massage her breasts, rolling her nipples until they’re hard little points.
Her breathing turns ragged.
“Come here, naughty girl.” I curl my hands around her waist and drag her off my desk. Her skin sticks to the dull wood surface, squeaking as I pull her closer. The sound seems to snap whatever spell she’s under. She bursts into giggles.
“Something funny, firecracker?”
She lands on her feet and fiddles with the bra top that’s now tangled around her neck and arm.
“What are you doing?” I close my hand over the bra, stopping her movements.
“Fixing this,” she mutters in frustration.
“It’s fixed the way I want it.” I use my body to guide her backward until I have her wedged against the wall and the side of one of my tall, metal filing cabinets. Enough to keep her shielded from view if anyone happens to walk in. There’s no way I can take my hands off her long enough to walk away and lock the door.
“What are you doing?”
“Use your imagination.” I work my belt buckle loose, frantic with the need to get inside her. “Get those panties off.”
Her hands go to the zipper of her skirt first.
“No,” I growl. “Leave that on. Panties off.”
She stares up at me while she reaches under her skirt and shimmies the panties down her legs. I hold out my hand. “Give them to me.”
She dangles them in front of my face.
“You really want to dance with danger tonight, huh?” I snatch them away from her and slap them on top of the filing cabinet.
She’s too busy staring at my hands working my fly open to answer. So eager and excited. Fuck, if she gets me any harder, I’ll never get out of my jeans.
She helps me by pushing my jeans and boxer briefs down. Impatient and excited, she wraps her hand around me and squeezes. Ah, fuck, that shouldn’t make my legs shake. I’m not even inside her yet and I’m ready to explode.
I gather her hair in one hand and tilt her head back, then slam my mouth over hers. She keeps rubbing her hands over me. Up and down until I’m ready to lose my mind. My hips thrust into her touch, seeking more, more, more. I groan and rip my mouth off of hers.
“Hang on.” I reach down and grab right under her ass and lift her up, pinning her to the wall for leverage.
She shrieks and clutches my shoulder with one hand. “Dex!”
“Wrap your legs around me.”
She kicks her legs up, hooking them around my waist. Her other hand’s still wrapped around my cock, her strokes choppy as she guides me straight to her hot, wet center.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan as soon as we touch.
She gasps and wiggles, struggling to open for me. Her hands grip my shoulders. “Ohhh,” she sighs. “You feel so good.”
I push inside another fraction of an inch, and she wiggles again. Every time she does, my control slips. “Easy, baby. You’re killing me.”
“You’re impaling me,” she pants.
“Fuck yeah, I am.” I grunt and push in a bit more. We both stop moving, possibly even breathing. I tilt my head and graze my teeth against her neck. My tongue darts out, tasting her skin. “Come on. Take me,” I whisper, pressing a kiss into the crook of her neck.
She clutches my shoulders and lifts up, circling her hips.
“Yes,” I groan as I slip all the way in. “Good girl.”
We’re quiet, both breathing hard and concentrating on each other’s movements. I slide almost all the way out and then right back inside while she keeps circling her hips, moving the way she needs.
I press my forehead against hers, our ragged breaths filling the air, drowning out the noise from the club. There’s nothing else except the two of us. Right here and now. Nothing else matters. My fingers dig into her ass, dragging her toward me.
