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She whimpered in protest when he suddenly stopped kissing her. But Tazeem was too busy to even notice. His dark gaze lingered on her heaving breasts before slowly lowering to the spot where his cock met her pussy. Even though the fabric of his navy pants and her green, lacey panties were in the way of their naked flesh meeting, the sight was still incredibly erotic, and she got even wetter.
His eyes still on the connected groins, he growled, “So, is this how you’ve decided to make me lose?”
“Huh?” Chess didn’t understand what he was getting at, and she wasn’t even sure she wanted to understand. She just wanted him to keep rubbing at her pussy with that deliciously hard dick of his.
Tazeem’s gaze came back up to meet hers. “I know what you’re doing, Chess.”
She rasped, “What am I doing?”
“You’re exploiting the loophole in our bet.”
“Huh?” Again, she was confused. She shook her head to clear it of some of the passion that had muddled her thoughts. “What are you going on about, Tazeem?”
“You’re not as smart as you think, Chelsea,” he informed her with a self-satisfied smirk. “There’s nothing in our bet that says you can’t seduce me. If I fuck you, it still counts as losing the bet. And obviously, you’ve decided to exploit that loophole.”
Immediate mortification raced through Chess. When she’d concocted this plan, it hadn’t even occurred to her that he might catch on. How embarrassing! Still, she forced herself to sound calm as she protested, “What? What are you talking about? What loophole?”
“Mm hmm. Keep acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about.” Tazeem’s eyes gleamed with humor. “I’m not buying it though. I know you too well, and this little plan of yours will never work.”
His amusement and self-confidence were incredibly annoying. It was as if he believed that he had her in the palm of his hand. However, he’d forgotten one little – or more accurately, onebigthing. His dick. Despite his bravado, his still very hard cock was jutting into her mound like it wanted to tear past all that fabric between them and stab her. His brain might know that she was playing him, but clearly, his dick didn’t care.
“Oh, really?” She looped her legs around his flanks and pulled him even deeper into her body. “It won’t work?”
“No!” His breath rushed from his lips in a sharp gasp.
“Your dick says it might.” She ground her hot mound into his cock.
The electric sensations that zipped through her body at the contact were incredible, but his reaction made it sweeter.
He groaned, “Cheeess.”
His hands went back to her ass so he could haul even more into him. His lips met hers again in a desperate kiss as he mimicked fucking.
It won’t work, my foot! Chess internally crowed in victory even as she returned his kisses with hotter ones of her own.
“No, no, no, no, no, no.” Tazeem tore his lips from hers. His eyes were wild with untamed need, and his lips were parched. “I’m not doing this.” He took his hands off her ass and lifted them in surrender. “You won’t make me do this.”
“Won’t I?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to drag him back for another kiss. But he was stronger than her, and before she knew it, he’d disentangled himself from her hold. As if to get as far away from her as he could, he swiftly moved from the desk towards the sitting area.
“Jesus Christ!” He plopped onto one of the couches with a heavy breath. “You’re bad news.”
Yeah, she was. And she wasn’t done with him. She wasn’t leaving his office until he lost the bet.
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HESS HOPPED OFF THE DESK and as she rounded it, she unbuttoned her blouse. The fabric fell open in an instant to reveal the lacey, green bra beneath.
Tazeem, who was still watching her intently, almost lost his mind. “What the fuck, Chess!”
With a smirk, she shrugged off the blouse and tossed it near her purse. Then she reached for the zipper of her skirt.
“Don’t do this, Chess!” Tazeem was now seated upright like he wanted to bolt out of the room. However, the way his gaze was fixed on her breasts made it clear that he wasn’t leaving anytime soon. Still, he pleaded, “Please stop.”
“You don’t look like a man who wants me to stop,” Chess teased even as she lowered the skirt down her thighs. Soon, she was only in her bra, panties, and heels.
His tongue peeked out to fretfully lick his lips. His voice was gruff as he asked, “Are you this desperate to make me lose?”
