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It’s like a jolt straight to my cock, which I know with certainty she can feel with absolutely no plausible deniability.
Trailing my mouth down her neck, I catalog the way she trembles at my touch, especially when I graze my tongue against that sensitive area below her ear that pulled a similar reaction from her only days ago.
“Fuck,” she moans again, this time far louder than before. I reach up, pressing my hand to her mouth to quell the sound.
“Shhh, we wouldn’t want someone to hear you.” I’mconvinced she can hear the grin seeping into my words.
I’m still in awe that this is even happening, but as she reaches forward to palm my cock through my sweats, any reservations I had become a moot point.
“Fuuuu—” I groan at the touch, pulling my hand away from her mouth in the process.
Since Hannah started working at Baker & Park, I haven’t had sex with anyone. It’s not even to say that she was the reason—she’snotthe reason. I just haven’t wanted to. It could be that I’ve been so irritated by the time I’m heading home that the thought of seeking a woman out was more effort than I was willing to put in. I’ve unwillingly become far too acquainted with my right hand, so much so that I’ve felt like a teenager all over again.
Maybe that’s why the slightest touch from an attractive woman has me so reactive.
It has nothing to do with it being Hannah.
“Shhh, Park. Wouldn’t want anyone to hear you,” Hannah says, biting back a laugh.
“Touché.”
She grips my length through the fabric, causing my eyes to roll back as an intoxicating feeling shoots up my spine.
I need to regain control of this situation, because I can feel myself dissolving into putty in her hand.
Wrapping my hand around her wrist, I set her palm flush against the countertop.
“Keep this here,” I demand.
Her brows raise for a split second and I await a retort. It’s not in her nature to be easily subdued.
“Yes…sir.” Despite the sarcasm dripping from her words, I can’t ignore the way her response shoots straight to my dick.
I step back into her, pressing a kiss to her lips, far moregentle than the situation calls for.
“Good girl.”
She melts into my touch with ease, apparently shelving her indignation for a later date.
As I thread my fingers through the sides of her panties, her breath hitches, giving me the confidence that, regardless of my anxiety, this is what she wants.
“Lift your ass,” I demand.
She complies with ease, lifting her rear off the counter to allow me the chance to pull the scrap of fabric from her. I drop the panties to the ground with no hesitation.
My eyes meet Hannah’s, seeking any indication that she’s having reservations. Everything up until this point could be backtracked, but moving forward is embarking on a situation we might not bounce back from.
As if she can read my mind, Hannah leans forward, her lips crashing into mine with far more urgency than before. Something inside me snaps and I yank her ass to the edge of the counter, bunching her shirt up, exposing her to me entirely.
I pull away before leaning down to kneel in front of the counter, wrapping my arms under her thighs. The sight of her glistening with anticipation causes me to groan, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting her.
“You don’t look half bad on your knees for me, Park.”
“Trust me, princess,” I grin as I bite her inner thigh, gentle but hard enough to potentially leave a mark, “I will always be willing to worship you the way you should be worshipped.”
While I intend it to be sexual, the implications of my words cause Hannah’s eyes to widen. I don’t give her the time to retort as I lick her pussy languidly from bottom to top, flicking my tongue across her clit.
A gasp escapes her—a gasp so intoxicating I’m convinced I’d be satisfied leaving this world with that being the last thing I hear. Her thighs tighten around my cheeks, filling me with resolve. I repeat my action, eliciting a moan from her, louder than before. The more I feel Hannah’s thighs tighten against my cheeks, the more I inch forward, chasing her release like it’s my last meal. Every inch she gives me, every sound she makes, cements in me the need to have her.
