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“Mango,” I gasp, and everything stops.
He puts distance between us, his irises blown wide, his breathing harsh, rapid puffs. He tugs his fingers through his hair, giving me one last scalding look before he leaves the room. I feel like a melted puddle of feelings on the floor as I sink to my weak knees. What was that? I was going to climb him like a damn tree.
I gulp lungfuls of air, my attention on the door he exited. We filled the entire room with the scent of our lust for each other. It is the most perfect smell I’d ever smelled. I run my fingers over my swollen lips and down over the sensitive skin of my neck. Gathering my feet beneath me after a few minutes, I push to my feet. And I thought I would take him to hell. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
CHAPTER14
Austin
I amseconds away from saying fuck the contract. Seconds away from making a terrible decision. I suck at her throat, next to the place I wanted to bite. My hands are full of her perfect breasts.
She is enthralling, and I am under her spell. I don’t want an omega. I don’t need an omega. But this one in my arms is making me break all the rules. I don’t even need a sub. Felix plays that role anytime I need him too. Just the idea of having Audrey on her knees, begging for a taste of me, or me between hers and her begging for release. Fuck. I grind against her. Holding her tight.
Distantly, in some part of my brain, I recognize she is attempting to push me away. That is part of it, the struggle, the dominance. It excites me as her perfume floods my senses.
“Mango.” It is like a gun going off.
I shove away from her, stumbling away. My restraint hangs on by a thread as I stare at her. She’s perfect. Her chest rises and falls with her panting breaths, and her lips look deliciously puffy from my kisses. A small love bite darkens her skin on her throat. I want this woman, more than I’ve wanted another woman in a very long time, possibly ever.
Shaking myself out of the clinging desire to spread her out on the boardroom table and feast on her, I tug my fingers through my hair, causing pain in the process just to bring myself back into myself. If I stay in this room, no safe word is going to keep her actually safe from me. Without a word, I flee the room like the hounds of hell are on my heels.
I drop into my large office chair and spin to look out over the city. If I look toward the boardroom, I will be back in there with her, convincing her she didn’t really mean to say mango. My dick throbs in my slacks, and I rub my palm over the hard length. I don’t stop myself as I unhook my belt, undo my pants, and slide the zipper down. Then I reach inside, freeing myself from the confines, thankful as fuck I went commando this morning.
Fisting myself, I take my time with long, slow strokes. My thoughts return to the omega in the boardroom. The first to tempt me since–Squeezing my knot hard, I let out a low groan as Audrey’s perfect lips take center stage in my imagination. My head drops back as my pace increases. Thoughts of her mouth wrapped around me.
Pre-cum leaks over my fingers, only aiding the image. The sounds of my harsh breaths filling the office and my hand stroking my dick fast enough to start a fire, I shot straight toward release.
“Fuck, yes,” I gasp, lifting my hips up as my balls tighten, and my cock jerks as I explode. I ride the after effects of my hand job for as long as they last. Urging the last of my cum to flow from the tip with a few more strokes.
Staring unseeing out at the cityscape as my breathing evens out. At least I feel in control now. The door latches behind me, catching my full attention. Wide brown eyes meet mine before she can hide. I had been so far gone I hadn’t heard her come in. Or leave apparently. Had she watched the whole time?
The little voyeur stares at me through the glass door of my private board room that separates us. Dipping her gaze to my spent dick, she blinks as her cheeks turn a pink that rivals her lips. It makes me wonder what else is flushed. Without tearing my eyes from hers, I take out my handkerchief and clean up the mess she caused, then tuck myself away, even though I can feel the blood flowing in that direction again.
She backs up when I stand, her eyes growing wider. I stalk across the room and tear open the door before she can think to run. A sane person would run.
“Your turn,” I growl.
Mute, she shakes her head, backing until she hits the table. Easily boxing her in, I lift her onto the surface and lift her dress, cascading it around her hips. What a good fucking idea that was. Her panties are damp, and I’m tempted to swipe my fingers over the fabric. But I don’t.
“You’re so wet,mylittle omega. Is that for me?” My hands clench around her upper thighs, spreading her wide. My nostrils flare as I breathe in her intoxicating perfume. “Fuck, all of this is for me.”
My fingers flex into her soft flesh when she remains quiet.
I order softly, “Touch yourself.”
Her legs quiver, and I know she wants to. Her pupils are blown wide, making her eyes almost black. And her chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.
I lick my lips as if I can taste her. “Do it.”
When she doesn’t move, I release one of her legs and snake up to grip her wrist, dragging her hand closer to her pussy. She swallows and her fingers curl into her palm, little crescents form on her skin from her nails.
“Come on, princess, touch yourself,” I coax her.
Slowly, her fingers uncurl over her soaked panties, and a groan slips out of my chest. She runs them over the fabric, not quite touching herself the way I want to see. My fingers tighten on her wrist, and she slips a finger beneath them.
“That’s it,” I murmur, completely entranced as she runs her long fingers through the dark patch of curls.
Her knuckle moves beneath the slip of fabric, and she moans. Her head drops back and her eyes shut as she gives in to what I want.
