Page 117 of Fakers with Benefits


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Nick threw back his head, his shout loud and echoing as a full-body shudder tore through him. His inner walls pulled me deeper as he came around me and shot over my hand.

I let go of his cock and held his hip so I could continue to drive into him and fuck him through his orgasm.

“Holy shit,” he panted, his arms wobbling from the force of my thrusts. “Yes. More.”

Trrrrr.Trrrrr.Trrrrr.

“Ignore it.” Nick glared at me over his shoulder.

I smirked and released his hip.

“I swear to a god I don’t believe in that I will end you if you stop right now to answer a work call.”

Still rutting into him, I picked up my phone and checked the screen. “I really should get this.”

“I’m not kidding.” He slammed back on me hard. “I don’t give a flying fuck who that is. Donotanswer it unless you can talk and fuck.”

“As you wish.” Using my thumb, I swiped to answer. “Hello, Malcolm.”

Nick’s eyes grew comically wide as he gaped at me. I held onto his shoulder and continued to tug him back so he met my slightly slower pounding.

“We need to finish our earlier discussion,” Malcolm said dryly, not bothering with a greeting.

“We do? I’m a bit occupied at the moment.”

Nick snickered and clenched around me.

I snapped my hips and drove as deep inside him as possible in retaliation. He moaned. I did it again.

“I don’t care. You can finish whatever trivial thing you’re doing later.”

“Fine.” I threw Nick a smirk. “You have ten minutes.”

“Ten minutes?” Nick whisper-hissed.

“Who’s that? Are you alone?”

“You called to talk.” I snapped my hips hard and circled my hand around Nick’s throat. “Now talk.”

Nick moaned and pressed against my hand.

“Arnold told me about the proposal you sent to Legal.”

“Did he now?” I dropped my gaze to Nick’s ass and the mesmerizing way his cheeks jiggled every time I drove into him.

“What the hell do you think you’re up to?”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb with me. You’re up to something. Why are you suddenly so interested in our Eastern European dealings?”

“Because it’s my job to know what’s happening at my company.”

“It’s not your company yet,” he snarled. “I will not let you destroy all the work I’ve done to make it what it is today.”

“And how am I destroying it?”

“I don’t know, but I will find out. You’re not as smart as you think you are.”

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