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Flames rolled through her as her orgasm hit. Whiskey must have found his release at the same time because his head rolled back and he roared. Hot ropes of cum spilled into her and she rolled her hips, feeling the white, sticky mess of his cum mix with hers.
She leaned into him and wrapped her arms and legs around him, utterly spent. He eased her back on the table and murmured in her ear, “Your pussy is nowhere near as sweet as I remember. She’s impossibly sweeter, baby.”
Exhausted, she leaned her head against his shoulder and tried to slow her breathing but it was slow going. Still buried inside her, he stroked her back with one hand as he buried his other in her hair.
Gently he laid her back, his hands and eyes worshiping her body still. He teased her puckered nipples, gliding down the dip of her waist with soft caresses. “If you only knew what you did to me. I could lavish that beautiful pussy all night long.”
He gathered her legs and wrapped them around his waist again. She could feel him growing harder by the second. He moved, pulling out until only the head of his cock teased her entrance. Cum dripped to wet her ass and thighs, leaving her sticky with their shared release.
She grinned, leaning back on her elbows, looking down at their joined bodies. “I think I might have a good idea of what I do to you.” She flexed around his cock.
He gave her an arrogant smile that bordered on devious. The heat of his body warmed her as he leaned in, driving deeper into her so he could suck on a candy-hard nipple like a greedy man wanting his dessert.
He released her, dragging his warm tongue over the tip making it impossibly harder. “About my blueprints?” he began innocently.
She smiled, planting her heels into his ass, pulling him closer, deeper. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked and teased the other nipple before turning back to the first. Jesus help her, the man remembered all her sweet spots, she’d give him that.
Whiskey naked with his shaft hard and ready was enough to addle any brain.
She tore her gaze off the white cum dripping from the slit of his shaft as he pulled out and spilled more milk over her clit. “Blueprints?” she shook her head. “Oh, no. Not that easy, cowboy. Just because you made me cum doesn’t mean you get to sweet talk me.”
“That should count for something, no?” Still pinning her to the table with his weight, legs spread, he kissed his way down, tasting every inch of exposed skin.
Jesus help her. She had to be stronger than the power of a Whiskey-induced climax. But she feared she may never be that strong. Still, she had to try.
She gasped, immediately burying her hands in his hair. “Whiskey,” she begged, pressing her thighs together. Panting and torn between letting him have his way with her again or getting the hell out of dodge, she forced herself to take option two before it was too late.
She held a hand up to keep the hungry wolf at bay as she scooted off the table. His shirt hung open to reveal his smooth taut chest. “Tell you what. You either meet me at Blossoms tomorrow morning and help me set up for the flower show, reconnect with the town you used to love?—”
“Or?” he cut in, starring at her with a lust-heated gaze that said he was fighting the urge to throw her over his shoulder and carry her off to fuck her into submission.
Not a half-bad idea at any other time.
She took a calming breath. Thank God no one could read her thoughts.
She fixed her bra and found her shirt. Slipping it on a devilish smile spread across her face. Her eyes darted south to see him stuffing an angry, hard cock back into black, silk boxers.
She harrumphed. “Or? You have very little choice here, Whiskey. Because if you don’t, I will take all those plans of yours and publish them far and wide for every Pinegrove citizen to see. I don’t think your board members would like that. Might make tearing down the old building I’m in not go over as easy as you would like. Then there’s the little detail about the amusement park.”
His brows shot up as he stood there making no effort in covering his deliciously tanned skin from her view.
“Yeah I saw those too, and if you want them back, along with all the digital copies I have on my phone, you’ll be a good boy and do as you’re told.” She grabbed her phone off the table where she absent-mindedly left it.
He looked on, his lips peeled back into a tight, hungry grin. For a fraction of a second the dark, inner wolf that kept the man at the top of the food chain showed himself. She would be wise to remember he was no longer a boy but a very powerful man.
“Why you dirty little blackmailer,” he husked in a low timbre that skated over her as his touch had only moments ago.
She cocked a half grin. “Really? Me dirty?” She shrugged. “Maybe. But did you expect anything different from me?” she teased, slipping away from him before he could grab her.
She put several feet between them, but not for a second did she believe he couldn’t catch her. “Call me what you like, at least I’m a sweet one from the way you ravaged me.” Despite her betterjudgment she retraced her steps, reached up and using the back of her thumb brushed off a coating of her juices from his chin.
He grunted. “Hmm. You tell me.” He buried his hands in her hair and claimed her mouth with a possessive kiss. Teasing her mouth open, he plunged his tongue in when she gasped her surprise. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking her tongue between his lips like she was his sweet treat making her groan into his greedy mouth.
Panting, she pulled back and tried pushing him away with a hand to his chest. With his shirt hanging open and his well-defined abs and pecs on full display, it was hard to walk away from the possessive man she’d watched claim her body. She’d already veered off course by fucking him on his desk. Giving in for another round would be too much and her plan would backfire.
“I’m leaving, but don’t forget what I said.” She straightened her hair as he hooked his belt. Damn, he looked mighty fine with his hair ruffled, newly pleasured with the scent of her all over him.
She raised to her toes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Or I hit send and everyone finds out about your Morgan City secret project, too.” She was by the office door, knob in hand by the time he stopped chuckling.
