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He pinches my nipple in retaliation, and a flood of heat migrates from my breast to my core.
“Try again, princess.”
“Fuck, Levi.” I dig my fingernails into his broad shoulders, but I don’t know if I mean to push him away or pull him closer. “You know you’re gorgeous. Quit teasing me.”
He cocks an eyebrow arrogantly as he continues to palm my tit and flick my nipple. “Is that what I’m doing?”
“Yeeesss.” That one word is an embarrassing moan.
He takes a step away from me, and I want to cry out and beg him to come back. But his no-nonsense stare keeps the words at bay.
“Jump down and turn around. Place your hand on the bar.”
His domineering tone should make me annoyed. I hate when guys boss me around in the bedroom.
But fuck me.
Right then and there, if Levi told me to call him Daddy, I’d do so in a heartbeat.
I eagerly move to do as instructed, bending slightly so he has a better view of my ass in my jeans.
He runs a hand down the length of my naked spine, leaving a trail of tremors in his wake.
“Do you know you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on before?” His hand stops at the waistband of my jeans, directly above my ass, before he slowly trails it around my waist to reach the clasp of my pants. “I’m supposed to be focused on my work, but I saw you and knew I had to have you.”
He pops open the button.
“I’m sure you say that to every girl,” I tease in a breathy voice dripping with need.
His hot breath tickles my earlobe and elicits a fresh round of goose bumps all across my skin. “If every girl had an ass like this, Lily Dean, I would.”
“Lily Dean now, huh? What happened to ‘princess’?”
“You’re only ‘princess’ when you’re a good girl.” He yanks my jeans and panties down, leaving me bare for his perusal. He then bends and helps me remove the clothing—along with my socks and shoes—until I’m entirely naked.
This is wrong.
So wrong.
I’m here with my so-called “husband”…otherwise known as one of the three men I loved with all my heart back when I was a child.
I’m on a hunt, and Inever, ever have relations when I’m on the job—it’s too big of a risk, both for me and for them.
I don’t even know Levi.
Hell, there could be cameras in the elevator. Old Man Rodney could be jerking off right this second to the show we’re putting on.
But for all the reasons I think to myself that “this is a bad idea,” I counter them with a thousand ones that say this is the best idea of my life.
The tip of Levi’s cock presses into me—he must’ve removed his boxers—and I feel something cold and hard rubbing against my pussy lips.
Ohmygawd.
He has a piercing.
A fucking piercing.
“You’re so wet for me, aren’t you, princess?” He eases himself in another inch.
