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He let go of himself and grabbed the bar of soap, scrubbing his hands until they were close to bleeding. He would erase every trace of her.
But sure enough, after his skin was raw and clean, his cock was still rock solid, and in desperate need of some attention.
‘Jesus fucking Christ,’ he muttered, shutting the water off. He wrapped a towel around his waist and wrenched the bathroom door open.
He wasn’t alone. Interesting.
‘Bella,’ he growled. He wasn’t in the mood for any shit. ‘What the fuck are you doing here?’
His accountant and occasional piece of ass sat in an overstuffed armchair in the darkest corner of the room, a devious glint in her eyes. She uncrossed her legs and rose to her feet, and it seemed almost as if she were materialising out of thin air. Her dark brown hair was pulled into an immaculate chignon at the nape of her neck, heavy eyeliner accentuated her blue eyes. She was pale, like a porcelain doll, but Dornan knew if he threw her, she wouldn’t break.
He looked down at her hand, a glass of Scotch clutched loosely in perfectly manicured fingers. He looked at her vacant blue eyes and clenched his jaw tightly. Not even 10 a.m. and she was halfway to drunk. No wonder their businesses were losing money. She used to be so reliable. This morning drinking was new. And it annoyed the ever-living shit out of Dornan.
She didn’t speak, just raised her perfectly groomed eyebrows in question.
‘Come here,’ he said, taking her elbow.
‘Baby!’ she protested, trying to pull away. ‘Your father wants a meeting with us. Can’t this wait?’
‘Don’t fucking question me, woman,’ he spat, wrenching the glass from her hand and slamming it down on a sideboard. Amber-coloured liquid sloshed onto the timber and he shook his wet hand, irritated.
Bella knew better than to keep going, and she shut up. Dornan dragged her over to the bed and pushed her down roughly. As she righted herself, he stepped over and slammed the door, locking it for effect. He didn’t really care if anyone came in and saw what was about to happen, but he wanted Bella to know that she was not welcome to leave until he was done with her. She got off on that shit.
‘I missed you, baby,’ she said, slightly slurring her words as he stalked over to the bed. He pulled her to the edge and let the towel around his waist drop to the ground. Bella’s eyes went round as a dick was shoved at her face, and Dornan felt a glimmer of satisfaction at the power he wielded over his pretty, but slightly unhinged employee.
Mariana. Tough Girl. He needed to get her out of his mind.
‘Open your mouth,’ he said, taking his dick and pressing it against her lips.
Bella drew back, smiling. ‘This is how we said goodbye. Isn’t it my turn?’ She thrust her hips up at him. ‘I’m bare for you, baby.’
‘Bella!’ he roared. He was not in the mood to go on a pussy expedition. Not with Bella, anyway.
She snapped her watery eyes to his and seemed to realise he wasn’t fucking around. Her smile turned to a lustful gaze, and without hesitation, she moved her face closer again and opened her mouth enough just to let the tip of his painfully hard cock graze past her teeth.
Impatience peaked inside Dornan’s chest. She should have known better than to tease him.
‘I said open your mouth, not brush your teeth with my dick.’ He grabbed her shoulder and dug his fingers in hard, making her moan around his cock as she opened her mouth a little more.
‘Open wider,’ he instructed her. ‘Take it all.’ He gripped the sides of her head and wrenched up, forcing his hips forward so that she gagged violently.
But it still wasn’t enough. He withdrew suddenly, letting his cock bounce out of her mouth. He patted her absent-mindedly on the head as she retched and giggled, her throat probably rubbed raw by his need. Not that he cared. The rougher he was, the faster she got off.
Theirs was a strange arrangement.
‘On your back,’ he said. ‘Hurry up.’
Just want to tear her apart.
When she didn’t move immediately, he grabbed a handful of her dark hair and yanked. She moaned. ‘Alright, alright!’
He pushed her onto her back and crawled on top of her. With his taut muscles and measured movements, he was the perfect predator, but he didn’t want this insipid bitch who was panting beneath him to be his prey.
He wanted Mariana. Beneath him, writhing and begging for his touch, his name on her lips, as he fucked her raw.
Bella was wearing a tight pencil skirt, the ones that normally drove him crazy with desire. Half the pleasure was in the thrill of the chase; in trying to hitch it up far enough to spread her legs and get access to what was beneath that see-through lace thong. He was a man who enjoyed a challenge.
‘What the hell has gotten into you?’ she asked, desire in her heavy lidded eyes. That made him laugh. She must have thought him mad — and she hadn’t even seen the blood on his hands that had started all of this enraged excitement in the first place.
