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Could he be any more stupid?
I shake my head and chuckle. “You think I need your permission?” I grind out, my hands tightening into fists, and I stand abruptly. My fist connects with his jaw, and I watch with satisfaction as his head snaps back from the impact. When he straightens himself back up, he groans from the pain and glares at me.
I’m sure he would probably say some smartass remark to me, but he doesn’t get the chance because I grab the back of his head and slam it onto the machine in front of him. Blood drips uncontrollably from his nose, the bone more than likely broken, and I lean until my mouth is right next to his ear. “If you never show up to my casino again, there might be a chance for you to walk out of here without me putting another hand on you.”
He scurries off the chair, falling to the floor in the process, and pushes away from me with his hands. “Okay, okay. I’m gone. I won’t come back.” Denny is leaning against the doorframe of the security office, watching everything like it’s a movie, then he follows the guy to the entrance to let him out.
It would probably be wise if I made sure the guy didn’t go blabbing, but my main concern is the knockout of a woman waiting for me in my office. The guys barely look at me as I walk past them, mouths firmly closed, and the elevator dings with its arrival. There’s an energy flowing through me that has my mood turning sour.
I’m not sure what this woman is doing to me, and it’s irritating. This is not how I would normally act with guests, usually only going as far as having them escorted out. The look in his eyes and the way he kept touching Casey made me snap.
Casey is leaning forward in my office chair, her eyes glued to the screen of my computer, and I silently curse at myself for not shutting off before leaving her alone in here. She darts her gaze to mine, mouth popped open, and says, “You hit him!”
“And I’d do it again and again, Casey, if it meant men kept their hands off you,” I grit out. “This is what you are doing to me!”
“Me?” She says in exasperation. “You don’t get to put what you just did on me.”
“Then get out of my damn head. Stop consuming my every waking thought, and force me to remember the reason this can’t keep happening.” I walk closer to her, placing my hands on the flat surface of my desk, and look her in the eyes. “Tell me to get lost and leave you alone, Casey.”
It’s what she should do, for Dominic’s sake, but that’s the last thing I want. All I can think about right now is pressing my lips against hers, letting her consume whatever is left of my soul. There’s no doubt in my mind that this is going to end badly, yet I’m still leaning forward and cutting the distance between us as she stares up at me with heat pooling in her eyes.
She spreads her thighs apart, inviting me to slip between them, and I oblige. “You make me crazy, and I can’t seem to stop,” I say before crashing my lips to hers in a punishing kiss.
Chapter Nineteen
Casey
I’mlostinthisman. The way his velvety tongue glides into my mouth as if he might die without it being there and how warm his hands feel gliding over my curves. I’ve been sitting in my own arousal ever since I watched him approach that guy on the computer screen.
Seeing him come to my defense like that instantly made my pussy clench with need and I knew he was coming up to me when I watched him storm off. The anger was evident in his stare when he walked through his office door, but all I could think about was how hot he looked on the camera.
My heart beats erratically in my chest, threatening to burst out of it, and I’m more than willing to let it fall right into Emmett’s hands. He pulls me into him, lifting me easily out of the chair and placing me at the edge of his desk, then moves his lips to the curve of my neck. I tremble from it, exposing the skin further, and hook my legs around his waist to pull him closer.
I’m not sure how much closer he could get at this point.
His hands are latched tightly over my hips, keeping me in place, then he’s moving them over the waistband of my leggings and placing his hand over my covered pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaking through your clothes. Is that all for me, baby?”
There’s no way I’m saying a single word right, so I nod against him and moan when his thumb brushes over my clit. Even with my clothes on it still sends a million lightning bolts bursting through my veins. I have a black v-neck on, which exposes a fair amount of cleavage, and Emmett growls at the sight of it.
“No wonder he was looking at and touching you. You look like every man’s wet dream. Such a little devil, seducing any innocent victim to get my attention.” His raspy voice as he says it makes my toes curl and I grind my hips against the front of his pants, seeking the friction he’s keeping from me. “You want more from me, little devil?” He pulls away from me and smirks. “Get on your knees and show me how much you want it.”
If he keeps talking to me like this I’ll come before he’s managed to get my clothes off.
I slip off the desk and drop to the floor, my mouth watering at the outline of his cock beneath his pants, then rub my hand over it before sinking my fingers into the waistband of his pants. I’ve done nothing but think about doing this to him again, craving the taste of his come. His thighs clench when I scrape my nails along the backs of his legs, his pants now a puddle at his feet, and I dart my tongue out to lick a bead of pre-cum from the head of his cock.
He shudders, his hand coming to the back of my head and holding my hair up so that it’s not falling in front of my face. “Look at me when you have my cock in your mouth. I want my little devil to see how good she makes me feel.” I look up at him at the same exact moment I sink his length into my mouth, my tongue swirling around while pushing him as far back in my throat as he can go. “Fuck,yes, that’s it, baby.”
My eyes are watering from the intrusion and that only seems to turn him on further because the brightness of his eyes gleams at the sight, his thumb coming up to brush them away. I’m sure I’ll look like a freak when I’m done here and I don’t care. I’m desperate for this, willing to walk around looking like a clown for a taste of him.
Before I can get any further, he grips my shoulders and pushes me off before lifting me to my feet. His tongue meshes with mine, nothing but raw need in this kiss, and I melt into the moment.
I’m stunned when he brings his hands to the middle of my leggings and rips them like it’s nothing. The air is cool against my skin, but it’s quickly replaced by the warmth of him as he steps back into place. What the hell am I going to wear back home?
My question gets put in the back of my mind as soon as he pushes himself into me, fitting perfectly, and I clench my walls around him. He groans loudly, then brings his hands to the bottom of my ass and puts me back onto the edge of the desk like I was before. “Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about this, having you spread out on this desk as you take me deep.” As if proving a point, he slams his hips into me and I gasp from the zap of pleasure it brings. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
Our skin is slapping together, only making the moment that much hotter, and I grip the edge of the desk as he increases his thrusts. I’m shaking from it, my breaths getting caught in my throat with each one I try to take, and I reach up to claim his lips with my own. We’re so lost in the moment that I cry out my release with his lips muffling them, hips jerking in time with me, until we’re both panting for breath.
We’re silently holding each other, his cock still buried inside of me, and I’m not sure who’s going to be the one to move away first. As if sensing my thoughts, Emmett makes the first move and pulls out before heading over to a closed door and pulling it open. The light he turns on bathes the room in light, even though it’s not needed with the sun still up, and my cheeks heat at the thought. If the sun is still up, that means there could still be people inside. What if Fran heard everything we were doing?
