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Sleeping with people while undercover happened. It came with the territory.
But this? I couldn’t control myself if I tried, and that was dangerous.
I had a job to do, and if this snowballed any further, the bureau would lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take down the Romano syndicate.
I couldn’t let that happen.
Bastian pulled out of my mouth, stroked himself once, and let go. His cock smacked my face, jerking me out of my thoughts.
I peeked up at him past my lashes with furious eyes. “What the hell?”
He looked unapologetic as he ran his hand up his length and toyed with his piercing. “You were distracted.”
“So, you spanked me with your cock…”
“Yes.”
“You don’t apologize for anything, do you?”
“I hear an awful lot of talking and very little fucking.”
My god, he was such a bastard.
It escaped me why I still wanted him. Time and time again, he gave me reasons to run the other way, and still…
I remained fixed to the floor, my legs like stubborn roots, unable to move. Transfixed by a man who could snap my neck with a twist of his wrists and leave the mess for his family to clean up.
I stood and met him face-to-face. “You don’t need to be an asshole.”
“I’m not an asshole. I take what I want, and you dislike it. There’s a difference.”
“You’re in denial if you don’t think you’re an asshole.”
“Call me an asshole again, and I’ll have to fuck yours.”
I reached up on my tip toes, leaned forward, and whispered, my lips brushing his with each syllable, “Ass. Hole.”
He placed his palms on each side of my head and kissed me, backing me into the wall. His tongue slipped past my lips, deepening the kiss as he stroked the roof of my mouth and ground his cock into me.
“So. Damn. Needy.” His lips didn’t leave mine as he spoke.
He lowered his hand to my pussy, gathered my wetness, brought it up to my face, and smeared a line down my cheek. Amusement danced in his eyes as he pulled back.
“The evidence is spread across your cheek. You can call me an asshole all you want, but you and I both know you want me. So, what does that make you?”
I opened my mouth to answer, floundering for something to say. This wasn’t a game. Life wasn’t a game. But being near Bastian felt like a round of wins and losses, and him?
He was always the victor.
Standing to face him, I took a step to him, but he met it, leading me back into the wall. His hand slid to my pussy, and he dipped his fingers past my folds.
I should have been embarrassed by how easily his fingers slid in. I should have been a lot of things, none of which included riding his fingers like he was a wild horse.
I leaned my head back as he twisted his fingers and added a third finger. The door to the hallway creaked open, and I swung my head to the curved stairwell.
Bastian didn’t bother covering himself as footsteps descended, but my mouth dropped a bit as I tried to reorient myself with Bastian’s fingers still inside me.
“Ariana?” Dana’s voice flooded the room as Bastian added a fourth finger.
