Knight
“What’s your girlfriend doin’ here?” Cage asks as we sit at the table, drinking a beer. I keep my eyes on her, watching her.
“Workin’.”
“What? Since when?”
“Since I hired her ass and made her quit her other job,” I tell him.
“What other job?”
“She was workin’ for Kimber.”
“No shit?” I pull my gaze from her and look over at Cage, shaking my head.
“No shit. She can’t keep doin’ that shit,” I tell him.
“Why? Because you’re with her now?” he asks.
“Isn’t that obvious? I don’t want her out there sleepin’ with anyone for money, so I put her ass to work here,” I inform him.
“Pretty bold decision,” he tells me. I nod my head, not really giving a shit what he has to say or think about this.
“It is what it is,” I tell him before taking a drink of my beer.
“Didn’t think to run it past me?”
“Nope. Figured I’m the VP, and if I wanted her workin’ here, it was all good,” I admit to him. He chuckles and shakes his head before I look back over at her. She looks frustrated, to say the least, as she serves drinks at the bar. Deciding it’s time for a little break, I shove out of my chair and walk toward her. When I’m close enough, I grab her wrist, shocking her a little. Her head whips around to look at me, and she almost sighs when she realizes it’s me.
“Break time.”
“What? No.”
“Yeah, it is. I’m the boss,” I remind her. She doesn’t argue with me as I pull her out from behind the bar and down the hallway. Once we reach my room, I shove the door open and lead her inside. As soon as the door closes, I’m on her. I push her against the door, her back to my front, lifting her arms above her head and holding them there with one hand. Lyra makes a sound in her throat, knowing exactly what’s about to happen here.
“I’ve watched your little ass in this skirt lookin’ like sin all goddamn night,” I tell her as I press my cock against her.
“You told me to wear this,” she reminds me.
“I know what I told you. And I like it,” I tell her as I lean down and press my lips to her neck. She moans, and my cock jerks in response. I lower my free hand and run it up under her skirt, finding her without panties, just like I told her. I growl low in my throat before hiking her skirt up around her stomach. I have my jeans undone and sliding down my legs with my boxers before I grip my cock in my hand and drag it along her ass. Fuck this is going to be so good.
“You ready for me, Mama?” I ask her. She nods her head, not saying a word, and that’s all I need to take her. I jerk her slightly away from the door so she’s bent over before I slide into her. She’s so fucking wet it takes nothing to get inside her. I groan atthe feeling before I pick up the pace. My hand grips her hip while the other keeps her hands on the door.
I rock my hips into her, loving how it feels being inside her. Everything happens too quickly. I want to live inside her, but it all ends too soon. I feel my balls draw up tight, and then I explode. Her pussy clenches around me, squeezing me tightly. She calls out my name as she comes, spasming around me.
“Yeah, Mama. Just like that,” I tell her as her pussy squeezes me in a vice.
It takes me a minute to catch my breath before I slowly pull out of her. I release her hands, and she stands up but keeps leaning against the wall to catch her breath. I reach over and pull her skirt down before she turns to look at me. There’s a smile on her face, one I want to keep there. I want to see her like this all the time. I want to see her happy.
“I want you like this all the time,” I tell her.
“Like what?”
“Happy.” Her smile slowly fades as she looks around the room at anything but me. I step into her space and cup her cheek in my hand. “Don’t do that. Don’t look for a reason to make this wrong.”
“Isn’t it wrong, Knight? I’m still married. You’re younger than me. You don’t need my problems,” she says.
“I want them. I want to help you, Lyra. I want to be with you,” I tell her once more. I think I’ve made that clear more than once, but if she needs the reassurance, then I will keep giving it to her. I know what I want, and what I want is her.