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Finally, he sets me down on his desk, but he stays standing between my legs.
The reality of why I’m here comes rushing back. I have to prove his innocence one way or another. I want Drago, but in order to make our relationship public, he can’t be the star of my investigation or any investigation. The scrutiny around his name—around him—must come to an end, and I have to make that happen. Because if I don’t, I fear Tom’s drive to put an Acerbi behind bars will destroy us.
“Give me access to your shipping manifest.”
The happiness pouring out through his eyes vanishes faster than a slice of pie at an eating contest and is replaced with irritation I’m all too familiar with now.
“No.”
“If you hand them over, you won’t look guilty. Be open with my department and help me prove you aren’t hiding anything.”
“No,” he bites out harder as he takes a step away from me.
I push off his desk, standing. I almost stumble not realizing how weak my legs are, but I push through, needing him to give me this one thing.
“D, you have to give me something here.” C’mon, I silently plead with my eyes. “Your cargo documents will go a long way to clear your name. I have to give my boss something.” Why doesn’t he understand this? If I don’t bring Ramirez something back, he’s going to plant someone under Drago’s nose, and there isn’t shit I can do to warn him.
“I can’t.”
“Dammit!” I place my hands on my hips over my still bunched-up skirt. “Stop being difficult. It’s not like I’m asking you to let me bring in a forensic team—but...” I leave the implication hanging in the air.
He drops down into his chair, sighing. “I’m not being difficult. I can’t because there are discrepancies in those logs. I haven’t figured out why yet and if I let you or any cop have access to them I’d look pretty fucking guilty of something.”
“What kind of discrepancies?” And why hasn’t he already divulged this to me? Fucking hell. This is something I needed to know, oh, six fucking weeks ago, when I started this whole messed up investigation.
“Can’t you just tell them you’ve come up empty-handed and there’s nothing here to find?”
“I tried that. It didn’t work.”
I know he’s not a cop, so he doesn’t understand these things, but even he should know how stupid of a suggestion that is.
“Lose the skirt.” I raise an eyebrow as he goes for the buckle on his slacks. “Playtime isn’t over.”
Looking down, I see the hard-on tenting the front of his pants. Once Drago finishes with his belt, he unbuttons his pants and pulls down the zipper so slowly that I think he’s trying to seduce me.
And if he is, it’s working. I quickly pull my skirt back in place just so I can unzip it from the back. It pools to the floor and I kick it a few feet away from me.
Watching him, he pushes his pants and boxer briefs down his legs in one move. His cock, looking fat and in need, stands high, waiting to be serviced.
“Put the black heels back on and get rid of that bra,” he nods, pausing as a slow smile spreads across his face. “Then sit on my dick.”
“You want to fuck”—I raise an eyebrow—“then put on a condom.”
“We’re not going to fuck, well, not like that. I just want the rest of your cum on me and then I want you to suck it and me off.” His dirty words have an effect on me that I enjoy way more than I should. Drago’s salacious words sound hot coming from his mouth. And then an idea sparks, lighting up my thoughts. I smile on the inside at the picture it paints.
Placing my hands on the arms of his chair, I turn him around until the back of his chair stops against his desk, then I straighten, looking down at him while I remove my bra, dropping it to the floor.
He beckons me forward with his finger.
Crawling onto Drago’s lap is easier than I thought it would be. Being slender helps when I position my knees on each side of him.
“Mmm,” I moan when I lower myself, sliding down his shaft. I haven’t been with many men, but being in my line of work, you see more cock than you really care to ever see, and I can tell you, Drago isn’t sporting a small dick by any means. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to the feel of his intrusion. It’s a shock to my system, but it’s also a connection I’ve never experienced with another person. There is a sense of being exactly where I’m supposed to be at the very moment.
Wrapping his hands around my ass, he squeezes, lifting me up only to drop me back down. A hiss slides through Drago’s lips when I’m planted at his root.
Pushing me back up, he takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking and then rolling his tongue around and around.
As much as it crushes me to think, what we’re in the middle of doing can’t go on much longer. I’m not on birth control and we can’t risk losing control and taking this past the point of no return.
