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“Oh my God,” she cries.
“Nope. He’s gonna be useless too. You worship the devil now.”
I claim her lips to stop her from replying as I rut into her.
She comes on my dick in record time before I pull out—much to his displeasure—and flip her over.
The second she’s on her knees, I slam back inside her, holding her hips in a vise grip as I fuck her like a demon.
Our grunts of pleasure collide as we race toward our release.
But as close as she might be getting, I know she needs more.
Releasing one side of her body, I sit back a little and bring my palm down on her ass with a loud crack.
She screams like a banshee as my handprint blooms beautifully on her ass.
Her pussy tightens around me, making my eyes roll back in my head.
But it’s still not quite enough.
Twisting my fingers in her hair, I drag her up so her back is against my chest.
My hands slide up her stomach until I cup her breasts. She moans, her head falling back onto my shoulder.
“Come for me, Pet,” I growl in her ear, loving the way she trembles against me. “Be a good girl and squeeze down on my dick and I’ll fill you with cum. That’s what you want, isn’t it, dirty girl?”
Sliding my hand higher, I wrap my fingers around her throat and squeeze.
The second I even remotely cut off her air, she shatters. And just like I promised, the second she clamps down on me, I come apart with her.
“Fuck,” I bark as we both collapse to the bed in a heap of sweaty limbs.
“Yeah,” she agrees, giggling happily.
“Shower then we’re going to get answers,” I promise her. “I’ve got a good feeling about today.”
18
ALANA
As tempting as it was to have a long, luxurious, pleasure-filled shower with Reid, we both knew we needed to get downstairs and continue working.
There will be time for fun once all this is over. Hopefully.
Reid left me to finish up a while ago, promising to come straight back with news if Mav and JD had any.
I was confident they hadn’t.
If they’d uncovered something important, I don’t think either of them would have held back from barging into the room and telling us.
Leaving my hair to dry naturally, I smooth my hands over the soft fabric of Reid’s hoodie that I stole from his closet and make my way down.
The deep rumbling of their voices hits me long before I get to the bottom of the stairs. Just the sound of it makes my heart swell and butterflies erupt in my belly.
Finding the kitchen empty, I follow their voices and the scent of coffee down to Reid’s office.
Slipping silently through the door, I find all three of them huddled around his computer screen, pages and pages of spreadsheets strewn across the desk before them.
