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“Everything's fine,” I say softly. “But are we ever going to talk about Saturday night?”
Her eyes widen.
“Oh.”
“Two days is all I’m willing to give you to freak out.” I pause, and she gasps audibly. “The point of being the boss is that I make all the rules,” I continue in a low, determined voice, stepping even closer.
The words hang in the air between us.
She hesitates. Her hungry gaze flitters back and forth between my eyes and the button I've accidentally left undone at the top of my dress shirt.
“Brando, let’s think a—”
Before she can finish the sentence, I cup her chin in the palm of my hand and draw her toward me. A moan of pleasure escapes her, and I smile as our lips crash together. The heat of her body pressed against mine is intoxicating. Her perfume permeates the air and cocoons us in a bubble of our own.
I lean behind her and lock the door.
Her body responds by softening helplessly, and in one swift motion, I lift her up and carry her to my desk, setting her on it. The papers that had been piling up scatter in a chaotic whirlwind, but I can't bring myself to care.
Ana gasps, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I explore the delicate curve of her neck with my lips.
“I need you to ride my cock again,” I growl, my hands slipping beneath her blouse and pinching her taut nipples. Our bodies move together in a feverish dance, our breaths come in ragged gasps. With each touch and kiss, I fall deeper and deeper under her spell. My hands trail down her body, tracing the curve of her hips. Ana moans, and her body pulses against mine as I deepen the kiss.
“We should stop,” she whispers, pulling back slightly. “Someone could hear us.”
But the moment the words leave her lips, her fingers cling to the lapels of my shirt.
Why is my shirt still on?
“Let them hear us,” I say, and in one fell swoop, I rip my shirt open. “They should all know that you are mine.”
The desperation in her eyes combined with the unconscious shaking of her body tells me there is no turning back. I lean in for another hungry kiss, and this time, I slowly trace every contour of her perfect body until I reach her hip line, then her core.
Her scent is delicious.
Earthy.
“Brando,” she moans, her hands gripping my hair. I feel her desire building as her body trembles.
“I want to hear you scream my name again.”
“Please,” she begs.
She responds to my touch and is eager for more. For a moment, it’s as if we are the only two people that exist in this world. Her body is pliant. My hands move deeper and deeper, exploring her sensitive spots. Her flesh is on fire. My hands move to her skirt, and I hike it up around her waist.
“Please…” she repeats, panting.
I grasp her thighs, spreading her legs. “Please what?” I murmur, my tongue flicking out as I push her panties aside and lick her pussy lips.
“I want you… I want you inside me. Now,” she groans, her nails digging into my back and pulling me up.
My fingers hold her soaked panties aside as I play with her swollen sex, teasing her slick folds apart.
I want to hear her beg more.
Her hands grip my hair and pull. But I don't stop. Her moans are growing louder and louder by the second, and I can't wait much longer. I want to feel the heat of her tight pussy.
And I want it now.
