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My hand slid up underneath her top, her smooth skin soothing against my rough hand. “I have no problem being homeless as long as you’re with me, Sinclair.”

She spread her legs farther apart, lifting her knees a bit, making sure my hard dick was cradled perfectly against her center. “I don’t need grand declarations, Orion,” she replied. “I needproof.”

My lips went to her neck as my other hand slid down the front of her pants. Wearing scrubs, it was easy access everywhere. Her clothes weren’t constricting like jeans or a nice top. While I was very aware that we shouldn’t be doing this here, I also couldn’tnottouch her right now.

As soon as my fingers slid inside her panties, she wasn’t nearly as wet as I wanted her to be. While some people would call it manipulation, she had to need me the way that I needed her. As insecure as it sounded, I needed to be better than Cap Aldrich at everything, including making her body sing. I wanted to erase Sinclair’s memories of every man that had come before me. I wanted there to be only me because I’d been the one to fuck up.

“Orion…” she whimpered when I worked a single finger inside her tight pussy.

“What, baby?” I rasped against her neck, my teeth marking her because I was a jackass like that.

“More…please…”

I worked a second finger inside her, though I knew that she was begging for my dick. “Like that?”

Her hands grabbed onto my biceps. “Yes…” she hissed.

“Are you going to let me fuck you here?” I asked, working my fingers deep inside her. “Knowing that the building is full of people?”

“Yes,” she rushed out shamelessly. “God, yes…”

“One look at you, and they’re going to know, Sinclair,” I warned her. “They’re going to know that you let me fuck your cunt in this room. They’re going to know that you let me use you with them just outside the door.”

“I don’t care,” she cried out as I worked a third finger into her tight paradise, her juices dripping down my hand.

“God, I love it when you get slutty,” I groaned, her fingers digging into my arms. “I love that you’re fucking dirty, baby.”

“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Orion…don’t stop…”

“You want to cum on my fingers?”

“Yes,” she cried out, her throaty moans getting louder.

“Cum on my fingers, and then I’ll give you this dick, baby,” I promised. “I’ll fuck you so hard that the reporters on the street will hear you.”

“Oh, God…Orion…” she moaned, her body already tightening around my three digits.

“Is that what you want?” I taunted, making sure to curl my fingers perfectly. “You want to get fucked like a slut?”

“Yes,” she choked out, her precious body exploding for me, making a mess of my hand. “Orion, please…yes…”

I finger-fucked her through her orgasm, and when we got back to my place, I was going to keep her up all night, ruining her for any other man but me. I wasn’t going to stop until she agreed to put my ring on her finger and marry me.

I wasn’t going to stop until she told me that she loved me.

Chapter 30

Sinclair~

This was so wrong, but I didn’t care.

As soon as Orion had slid his hand up my shirt, I’d known that we weren’t going to leave this room without having sex. While I wasn’t sure of Orion’s reasons, I was letting him do this to me because I needed to feel connected to him. I needed some sort of assurance that I wasn’t making another huge mistake. I had only two options with Orion, and that was to either trust him or not; there was no in between. Yeah, it was going to be hard because there was going to be days when I was in my feelings, but I would never apologize for that. He owed me, and he knew it.

Before my body even stopped twitching, Orion was lifting me off the table, then bending me over it. I was probably going to be banned from the building after this, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t like I had plans to come to any of Orion’s games. No matter where we went from here, I still hated basketball, and I couldn’t see that changing.

After Orion pulled my pants and panties down to my thighs, I felt his hands on my ass, spreading me wide. When his tongue swiped through my folds, I grabbed the edge of the table, nothing left to do but hold on. That tongue of his was lethal, and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get used to the pleasure that it brought.

“Fuck, I love the way you taste,” he groaned. “If I could live off eating your pussy, I would.” I closed my eyes, letting him have his way with me. “I love the way it gets so wet for me.”

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