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“Megan, look at me.” I wait until she does, which she does furtively. “He’s done for. I’m not having him in my company, and he has no business with you, either.”
“He’s going to be your son-in-law,” Megan reminds me. “We’re both going to be at the wedding.”
“I know. I’m only going to make sure Anna doesn’t do anything stupid. Someone has to keep her in line, and I don’t want her raining hell on you.”
“We could just not go,” she says, sounding annoyed and utterly fatigued at the same time.
I can’t blame her. I’d have lost my composure ages ago if I were in her shoes.
“As much as I’d love to skip it, because of how many photographers and paparazzi are going to be there, it’s best that we go to keep it quiet.”
Megan blinks. “Paparazzi? Where did that come from?”
“Anna texted me about it. Said she wanted to make a spectacle and get onto a double spread of a magazine.”
“I doubt she’s going to explain to everyone what she did to get there, is she?”
I am sure of it myself. Anna wants to be the center of attention and make everyone envious. She wants to try and make Megan envious.
“Who said it would be harmonious?”
“You mean…?”
“I’m not saying anything,” I hold up both my hands. “But as soon as your duties are done, I’m taking you out of there and we can go and do what we want.”
“But…” Megan licks her lips, and I have to stop myself from kissing her. “I don’t get…”
“You mean with us? Have you thought about it?” I ask, half afraid to hear her answer.
I can tell by the mixture of emotions washing over her face that she has thought about it, but she’s still not sure. She bites her lip, and glances away. I could give her space, but being this close and touching her is driving me insane. I can’t stop myself from pulling her closer and lifting her chin so she looks at me.
“How about I give you an incentive?”
The kiss is soft, but I can feel the heat between us. Megan’s hands tighten on my arms, and she breaks the kiss. Even after a moment kissing, her cheeks are flushed.
“You’re calling this an incentive?”
I smile softly at her. “Is it working?”
Megan looks like she’s about to protest, but then she groans and grabs my head to pull me down. The kiss turns fierce, and soon she’s flush against my body, her hips grinding against my cock. She bites my lip, and that just enflames me more.
“Bedroom,” I pant as I move my mouth to her neck. “Now.”
Megan doesn’t answer. She takes my hand and drags me toward a nearby door, leading me into a bedroom with a double bed covered in a powder blue duvet set that matches the light blue walls and dark blue curtains. I knew Megan liked blue, but this is surprising. And it works. I like it.
Kicking the door shut behind me, I back her toward the bed, shoving her sweater up and off her body. That gets tossed to the side, along with her bra. My mouth devours her breasts as I lower her to the bed. Megan mewls and wriggles underneath me, grabbing onto my head and digging her nails into my scalp.
I reach between us and cup her through her leggings. Megan gasps, her hips coming off the bed. I love how responsive she is, how quickly she can climb to the height of arousal without stumbling. This is something I’ve missed.
I’ve missed her.
Shifting a little, I grab her leggings and yank them down her legs, her panties going with them and getting stuck on her sneakers. With a growl, I take everything off, hearing a thud as the sneakers hit the wall behind me, and then I’m between her legs again, sucking on her clit as I lap at her pussy. Megan lets out a long, low moan, and I can see her back coming off the bed.
“Holy fuck! Joel!”
God, I love hearing her scream in the throes of passion. And I don’t intend on having her run away until I’ve had my fill. Maybe not even then.
It doesn’t take long using my mouth and fingers to bring her to orgasm, curling my fingers inside her in a way that makes Megan squeal, and then she’s coming apart. As she sinks back onto the bed, I tear off my clothes, not seeing or caring where I threw them. Then I flip Megan onto her stomach. Megan seems to know what I want and pushes up onto her knees, wriggling her backside in my direction.
