Ommph.
“Oh, shit!” the small body who just slammed into me whisper-yells, and the door closes behind her with a click.
Then I feel it...
Wet, cold, and seeping through the front of my tuxedo.
As I grip the petite brunette’s arms and remove her from my chest, her eyes fly open wide, and I can’t ignore the magnetic pull from the crystal blue globes.
Jesus, she’s fucking gorgeous.
My cock wakes up and begins to swell. I imagine gripping all that long dark hair and wrapping it around my fist. Then, as panic fills her eyes, I’m tempted to smirk. But I never smile, and my hands, which have released her, want to touch her again, and that bothers me.
Who is this young woman?
“Connor Barrett,” she gasps quietly, knowing who I am. Her eyes drift down over the dark liquid on my shirt, and she bites her lip, letting out a soft curse. Then those lids dip further down my body.
Don’t look any lower, sweetheart, or...
Too late.
Her eyes shoot back to mine, and I say in a dark, thick voice, “You shouldn’t have done that.”
As she swallows, my lips curl up at the corners.
Tonight just got a whole lot more interesting.
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