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I tighten my grip.

I lap harder, more determined. More unrepentant. I take it up a dozen notches by sliding a third finger into her soaking wet pussy. The more her slickness drips down my chin, the more I’m ravenous. I wrap my lips around her clit and suck hard.

This is so fucking hot.

She clamps her legs around my head, bucking in my hands. “Oh, Beckett!”

My eyes shoot up to her.

That’s it, baby.

Feed me.

Take your pleasure from me.

Come hard for me.

Arianne shudders against my wicked tongue with a muffled groan.

Watching her climax so beautifully is a torturous punishment. My cock is so hard it could break concrete. The need to slide balls-deep inside her pussy in one hard shove is so strong, I can’t think straight.

Fuck.

What is this woman doing to me?

This is Arianne’s fourth day in my life and already she has me hooked.

Chapter 28

Beckett

It was quite the challenge to dive back into work after my salacious encounter with Arianne, but I had to. I spent the rest of the day briefing her on our marketing strategies and the massive upcoming promotional campaigns the advertising agency has been working on.

She gobbled it all up, not missing a beat.

There’s something so darn sexy about watching her in business mode, legs crossed, and attention on me, while visions of her dissolving all over my tongue were still running rampant through my mind. Our salacious interactions at the office are so illicit, which makes them that much more forbidden… and scorching hot.

It’s our little secret.

As much as I would’ve loved to continue playing with her all weekend long, I already have a date.

“Hey, Beckett!” Holt says when he opens the door.

“Hey!” I enter my older brother’s home and drop my weekend bag on the floor next to his luggage.

“Uncle Beckett!” A tiny blonde princess comes racing towards me. She zigzags in front of her dad, her arms wide open and ready to greet me. I bend down just in time to catch her. She jumps into my arms and giggles as I turn around in circles. I bring her close to me and shower her beautiful face with kisses.

She giggles harder.

“Too many kisses,” she says.

“There’s no such thing as too many kisses,” I tell her before resuming my mission.

“You forgot to kiss Luna,” my niece tells me.

I drop her to her feet.

She adjusts her tiny tiara and her yellow princess dress.

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