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“I’ll scan these in, email a copy of both to each of us, and thenI think we should celebrate by my bending you over the desk so I can fuck your ass until youbegfor an orgasm.”
“Oh no, my ass definitely needs some recovery time. I’m all for you bending me over the desk, but my ass is off limits.”
Bud had expected as much, so he shrugged and stepped to the scanner. “My way or the highway. You don’t get to dictate what will and won’t happen.”
“And I’m telling you my ass can’t handle your cock right now.”
“What if it can? Tell you what — you trust me to make it good for you, and if I can’t then you can safeword and I’ll get you off with my mouth. But if I can? If you’re beggin’ for an orgasm when I do it my way? You’re mine sexually, twenty-four-seven,anytimeI want you for the next seven days.”
“And why would I take that deal?”
Bud leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. “You know you want to. No one’s come along who could take control of you in a long damned time, right? You’ve been the one in charge, and while that might be more convenient, it isn’t what really scratches your itch. Is it?”
“Three days.”
Bud chuckled. “It isn’t a negotiation.” He sat at the computer, logged into his personal email, and sent the scanned NDA contracts to her while she thought his proposal over. He knew she wanted to accept it but the woman was stubborn.
“You have a copy of both documents in your email, as well as the paper copies we signed. Shall we celebrate, or would you like to play some pool?”
“You’re right about it turning me on, but I worry that the seven days thing won’t work for me and I’ll just avoid you, and it’ll fuck up whatever we have going. Twenty-four-seven is a big deal, and we’ve only had sex one night.” Granted, it was a good part of the evening and into the night, and then the morning — but still.
And he wouldn’t be able to get a bead on her scent over the phone if she came up with a reason he couldn’t come over. He could make sure she enjoyed it enough while they were together, but people convinced themselves of all kinds of crazy things when they were alone. Still, he was offering a seven-day deal.
“I like your honesty. Seven days, but if you find yourself evenconsideringavoiding me, you’ll tell me and we’ll figure out what isn’t working.”
Bud’s cock pulsed and grew in his pants when Nickie bent over and began unlacing her riding boots.
“Leave them on. Nothing sexier than a woman bent over the desk with her pants around her knees and heavy riding boots holdin’ her feet down.”
She retied the boot and stood. “Where do you want me?”
He’d smelled her conflict the night before — wanting him to take over but unable to take the steps to show him. Tonight, there was a teeny bit of it, but she’d pushed past it. To reward her, he stepped to her, pulled her into his arms, leaned her back, and his heart sang when she opened to his kiss. He could get lost in Nickie’s scent when she wanted him like this, but he pulled away from the kiss when her heart raced like she was sprinting.
He stood her back up and cradled her cheek with one hand while he supported her with the other arm. “Pants down to your knees and bend over the desk.” He grinned. “We have little sterile packets of lube in the desk drawer, along with condoms. I’ll lock the door so no one will walk in on us. I don’t share.”
Something about his telling her he didn’t share bothered her, but he couldn’t ask about it without having to explain how he knew. Her poker face gave nothing away, but her scent easily betrayed her.
However, by the time he’d collected the condom and lube, her arousal level was through the roof.
The office still had the same fifty-plus-year-old filing cabinets the club had used when they opened the bar, and the metal desk was probably just as old. The original cheap paneling on the walls, linoleum on the floor, metal folding chairs for guest seating — Bud had instinctively known she wouldn’t think she was too good to have sex here, but was still happy to smell her arousal. Wendy had been born to be an ol’lady, but his little brat would have to figure out how she fit into his life and into the club. That was okay — if he’d only wanted to replace Wendy with another Queen Bee, there were dozens of women who’d wanted the position over the years.
Bud slicked his right hand and ran it over and around her pussy. She moaned and pushed back, and he rewarded her by sinking two fingers inside. He pressed into her g-spot, scissored them to spread her wider, and let her feel some of his strength as he pressed inside. “Not interested in dominating you too much outside of sex, but I’d love you to be mine enough I can use you anytime I want, whether you’re up for it or not. Watching you fight to submit when I order you on your knees to blow me, or I spank your ass first thing in the morning just because I want to see you standing in the corner with a bright red ass while I cook. Or maybe I’ll stop by your condo to fuck your face on my way to a job — just enough time for me to get off, but not enough to do right by you until I return four hours later.”
He leaned in closer to her ass to take a look at the bruising. “If you misbehave today, you’ll feel my belt on your breasts. When I finish with your ass, I’ll rub some more arnica in. See if we can’t get your bruises to heal faster.”
Humans were so much more fragile, but Wendy’d been a werewolf and had still died from a stupid drunk driver. There weren’t any guarantees, and he’d just have to hope fate dealt him a better hand this time.
He unfastened his jeans, set his gun and extra mags on a shelf, pulled his cock out, and donned a condom. Nickie tensed as she thought he was about to enter her, but then moaned when he circled her clit with his fingers, and she groaned in bliss when he sank two fingers back into her pussy. He pulled his fingers out long enough to get both hands slick, gave her two fingers where she wanted them again, and oh-so-gently traced the outside of her asshole with the pointer finger of his other hand.
Her pussy and ass both gave off a lot of heat and he had no doubt she was sore, but he was confident he could get her horny enough she didn’t care. Also, he’d thin his cock down enough she could handle him in her ass.
She didn’t know about that little trick, and he couldn’t let her figure it out. He’d have to be careful not to gotoomuch narrower.
Five minutes later he was working her with two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass. She was on her way to an orgasm and he used his left hand to slick the condom more before he pressed it to her asshole and opened her with his cock.
“You don’t have permission to come, Brat. Hold onto it. I’d like nothing more than to turn your tits red with my belt — just give me a reason.”
