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Her perfect ass is teasing me as she edges into the room just inches away from my dick touching her.Fuck I need to get it together. She makes herself at home and plops onto the leather couch, legs crossed and arms folded. But I can see her perky nipples giving away her true feelings. She wants me as much as I want - no, crave her.
I walk past her and around my desk; I need a second to compose myself.
“So, what do I owe this pleasure, Keller?” she asks. Even her British accent turns me on, despite the angry undertone.
“I have a proposal for you.” I get straight to the point, reminding myself this isn’t an offer of marriage. Although, have I ever had to ask a woman to have sex with me to get them out of my brain so I can focus on anything else? No.
“Ok, and that proposal is?” she presses, shifting in her seat.
I lean over my desk, my palms flat on the smooth oak. “I won't beat around the bush, Sienna. I want to fuck you. Hell, I haven’t stopped thinking about you all week. I have a big fight coming up and I can't afford any distractions. Therefore, my proposal is one night. I will give you the best night of your life. Any number of orgasms you want, you’ve got.”
Tapping my fingers on the desk, I watch as she soaks in my proposition. Chewing the inside of her mouth, her brows furrow. I can hear the cogs turning inside her head from here.
“What do you say?” I ask, holding my breath. I really fucking need her to say yes. For my own sanity.
“Say please,” she smirks, eyes twinkling.
Fuck, this woman is going to kill me. Raking my hand over my face in fake annoyance, I let out a huff. “Please Princess, I’ll get on my knees and beg if you need me to,” I groan. Of course, she's making me work for it. The woman’s a firecracker. I should’ve expected no less.
Looking me dead in the face, desire burning behind her eyes, and giving me a devious smile, she simply replies, “Yes, Keller.”
And that’s all I need.
Pushing myself off the desk, I stalk over to her. I can’t kiss her here. If I do, I won't be able to stop and I don’t want any interruptions. She promised me a whole night and, that’s what I’m taking.
I grab her by the waist and hoist her over my shoulder. She screams while whacking me on the back, “Keller put me down. I can walk!”
“I know, but it’s a lot quicker if I carry you when you’ve got heels on,” I reply, slapping her ass. I hear a small moan escape her lips as I do.
Oh, tonight’s going to be electric.
There’s not a chance in hell one night is going to kill this obsession.
CHAPTER10
SIENNA
I’m twiddling my thumbs in the passenger seat.Does this man not own any modest cars? I get he’s rich but who needs a different car for each night of the week?
“So, Russo. Italian-American right?” I ask in an attempt to make small talk. I have always rambled when I’m nervous.
He eyes me suspiciously from the driver's seat.
“You’d be correct,” he drawls. “I’m not Italian-American though.” His features are straight as he grips the wheel with both hands.
“Oh okay,” I’m cautious, sensing it’s a sore subject so not wanting to press.
“My birth mother was a drug addict. She gave me up when I was a baby. No, I don’t know who she is and I don’t want to.”
The hurt is laced in his tone.
“I spent my childhood being tossed from foster home to foster home. No one wanted to keep a kid with my kind of ‘darkness’ as they described it. It’s bad for their real kids.”
My heart hurts for little Keller.
“By the time I was in my early teens, I’d made a name for myself on the streets in underground boxing. I met Luca around twelve years old. The kid couldn’t stop pissing people off, so I’d have to fight all his battles.”
He chuckles, which instantly brings a smile to my face.
