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“What is it, sweetheart?” He frowns as he rests his hands on my hips, sending warm pleasure coursing through my body.
“I just want to be able to give you all everything you want, just like you do for me,” I whisper. “If there is something wrong, then isn’t it better that we know sooner rather than later?”
“Jessie!” He sighs again. “You are everything we want. You are everything we need.”
“I just want to know, Shane. Why can’t you understand that?”
He leans back and stares at me. “I do understand, but you went to Lisa behind my back and asked her to run some tests. What if I hadn’t found out, Jessie? When would you have told us?”
“I don’t know,” I admit as my cheeks flush pink. Lying is the one thing that Shane hates more than anything in the world.
“We don’t keep secrets from each other, do we?” He frowns at me.
“No,” I whisper.
“So why didn’t you tell us about your little plan with Lisa?”
“Because I knew you would try and talk me out of it, Shane. In fact, you would have talked me out of it. You have this way of making me agree to anything. You tie me up in knots and sometimes it’s easier to ask for your forgiveness than for your permission.”
His tongue darts out and he runs it along his bottom lip as he continues to glare at me, My pussy walls contract as I think about his magical tongue on me instead. Focus, Jessie!
“I swear I never meant to lie to you. But it is my body, Shane, and I have every right to know if there’s a part of it not working right.”
“No.” He shakes his head.
“What?” I blink at him in confusion.
He reaches for the edge of my t-shirt and lifts it and I raise my arms in compliance, allowing him to pull it over my head. Then his warm hands run over my back as he pulls me closer. “This body is mine, Jessie.”
Wet heat surges between my thighs. “Really?” I breathe.
“Yes,” he growls as he slides his hand between my thighs and he thrusts two thick fingers inside me, making me gasp as I grind against him. “This belongs to me and don’t ever forget it.”
“God, Shane,” I pant as my walls clench around him and the pleasure starts to spread through my core.
“Jesus!” he hisses as he curls the tips of his fingers. “You’re fucking soaking, sweetheart.” Then he looks down at his suit pants. “You have any idea how much my dry cleaning bill has increased since you moved in here?”
I look down too and blush as I see the stain of my arousal on the expensive dark fabric. I run my hands over his chest and onto his biceps, feeling his powerful muscles flexing beneath my palms. “Well, you will insist on wearing these incredibly expensive tailored suits all the time.”
“You think I should start walking around here in just my sweatpants like Mikey and Liam?” He arches an eyebrow at me as he presses his fingers deep inside.
I suck in a breath as specks of light begin to flicker behind my eyelids. Damn this man can do things to me that should be illegal. The thought of him in just his grey sweatpants is certainly appealing enough, but I love the way he fills a suit.
“I love your suits,” I purr, “the way your muscles stretch the fabric.” I lean closer and plant a soft kiss on his throat. “The way you look so polished and respectable on the outside.” I kiss him again and a soft groan escapes his lips as he continues finger-fucking me. “How the soft, expensive fabric hides all of that ink on your hard muscles.”
“Jessie,” he groans as my kisses grow hungrier.
I graze the soft skin of his throat with my teeth and he shudders, making me smile against his skin. When I trail my tongue from the base of his neck, along the thick column of his throat, tasting the sweet saltiness of his skin, his soft groans turn into animalistic grunts as he drives his fingers deeper and harder. I ride them, sinking my hips low enough that I feel his hard cock straining against his zipper.
“You’re so hard for me,” I purr against his ear and that’s when he loses all control. Pulling his fingers out of me, he hisses out a breath before standing and sitting me on the desk in front of him.
“You want to feel how hard I am for you?” he growls as he unfastens his belt and zipper.
I reach for him, squeezing his cock in my hand and making him growl deeper before he takes my hands and pins them behind my back, reminding me exactly who is in control here – who is always in control.
I pant for breath as I wait for him. My body desperate to feel him inside me and sate the constant need that he stirs in me whenever I’m around him. Holding my two wrists in one of his large hands, he wraps his other hand around my throat as he pushes the tip of his cock inside me.
“This is what you want, right? What you always want?” he says, his fiery green eyes burning into mine.
