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“I did.” My voice was throaty and sultry, and it made Bakari’s erection twitch against the palm of my hand.
“Then go ‘head and do something with it, baby girl. Treat that dick like it belongs to you.” He reached up and gripped my hair without warning, forcing a gasp from my parted lips. “Stop rubbing it and put that soaking wet pussy on me.” I pressed my lips into a line and shoved him backward until his ass hit the chair behind his desk. He stretched those long, powerful legs out in front of him and watched me. The arrogant curve of his full lips painted him as an Adonis.
If he were a color, he’d be bold gold.
Regal and confident.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, unbuckling his leather belt and undoing his tailored slacks. He helped me by lifting his hips so that I could pull everything down and off, tossing it to the side.
God, Bakari’s dick was some kind of answered prayer. It was so thick. So fucking dark. I needed to wrap my lips around his beautifully sculpted head just to make sure he didn’t taste like chocolate on my tongue. He was just as smooth, though.
A low groan escaped him as I slid my lips along his shaft, moving up and down while my tongue traced every vein. Shit, I found myself groaning at how good he felt in my mouth. How solid and broad. I couldn’t fit his entire throbbing length in my throat but I fucking tried.
I swallowed him as deeply as I could, slurping and sucking him until his hips bucked in tandem with my rhythm. We danced that way with my mouth on him until he’d picked up a good momentum while he fucked my mouth.
“I am not coming in your fucking mouth, Sanai. Your pussy is too good.” I smirked to myself and kept working his dick until I was done with it. It had been a while since I’d handled such a gorgeous dick. I needed time with it.
I did want to feel him inside of me, though.
I stood to my feet and hiked my dress up, giving him a glimpse of my waxed pussy. He licked his lips at the sight then stroked his dick from base to tip, never breaking eye contact. He was determined to make me combust. That had to be it. I hoped like hell he couldn’t see the way my knees trembled.
Bakari reached out a hand and slid his long middle finger between my pussy lips, dipping into my entrance. He pulled back a slick finger and slipped it into my mouth. “You need to know how fucking sweet you are, Sanai.” I wrapped my lips around his finger and sucked, swirling my tongue to get every drop of myself.
My heart knocked against my breastbone, rattling my ribs. I needed this man inside of me more than I needed my next meal. So I spun around and leaned over, lining up with him. When I sank down on his granite erection, we both moaned. There was an undeniable hiss and crackle in both of our voices that no doubt mimicked the electricity coursing through our bodies.
I rode him like I wanted to since he’d first sat in that chair. I started slowly at first, bouncing my ass on him while his hands rode my hips. The way he filled me up and nearly split me in two made me go faster, though. He felt so goddamn good.
“Fuck, Sanai. What are you doing to me?” he asked in a pained voice. His fingertips dug into my waist, slowing me down.
“I’m claiming my dick,” I panted, wetting my dry lips. I used the edge of the desk for leverage while I rode him faster. The wet sounds my pussy made seemed to push Bakari right to the edge. His smooth hands slid up my body until he was cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples.
“Oh my god!” I tossed my head back and let the moment drown me. All the pressure from Bakari’s thrusts beneath me. All the pleasure from the way he moved his hips to meet my movements. The way his hands felt on my body. It was all so damn much. Such a rich and velvety dessert that I would gladly gorge myself on.
“Bakari, I’m about to…I’m about to…” My words stuttered in my throat but my body knew what to do. The orgasm started deep inside my core, spiraling outward until the tips of my toes thumped along with the fiercely beating thing in my chest.
When I couldn’t move anymore, Bakari took the reins and held me in place so that he could drive his dick deeper into me, hitting spots I didn’t know I had. He always found a new spot or a new way to make me come and I was forever grateful.
“Mmm, Bakari,” I moaned, letting my heavy lids fall shut.
He dropped kisses along my shoulder and I felt the heat from his lips through my dress. “I’m not done yet, baby.” I could cocoon myself in the way he called me baby. I didn’t have time to relish the feel of his gruff voice wrapped around such a tender word because he stood, pushing me over the desk so he could pound into me from behind. I wanted to say something in protest. I didn’t know why; it was just my nature to fuss back. I didn’t have time to. Bakari’s first deep stroke stole my breath.
Soon, the entire office was filled with the sound of our bodies clapping together. Of his hips crashing against my ass. “Shit, girl…” he grunted as his thrusts became stiffer. I felt the moment he swelled inside of me because my walls cried out in pain then gripped him tight, bringing on wave after wave of euphoria.
While he was emptying himself into me, I was a shaking, throbbing mess. I didn’t even think I said words for the first few minutes. I let my heart rate climb down slowly while my breathing caught up. The heels of my hands pressed into the edge of the desk while I let my head fall, sending my hair rioting all over the place.
I’d just eased myself off Bakari’s still-hard dick when the lights in his office began flashing yellow. “Fuck,” Bakari cursed. He hopped up, searching for his clothes, his eyebrows furled. He managed to dance his way into his underwear and then his pants before he gave me a look. “Stay here, okay?” He leaned over and kissed my forehead and I felt like a goddamn princess. Right before he slipped out of the door, he tucked his pistol behind him.
I snapped out of my princess daze and realized that anyone could have been at that door. In the heat of the moment, my thigh holster had come off and was tossed to the side along with my gun. I grabbed them quickly, tightening the holster and pulling the gun. He told me to stay put, but when did I ever listen?
I took the stairs to the first level so that I didn’t alert Bakari and whoever else decided to pop up at the Temple. I opted not to wear my heels because they were too noisy. When I bent the corner, I heard Bakari’s deep voice mixed with another familiar sound.
I crept closer, keeping my body flat against the wall. I wasn’t wearing the right clothes to be sneaking around. My damn hair was still wild from fucking Bakari and my dress was making it harder to navigate quietly. Still, I poked my head around the corner, gun in hand in case some shit popped off.
My chest deflated when I saw Eli at the intake counter, talking to Bakari. “You should fix me up for free since you’re the reason I’m here,” Eli grumbled around a swollen lip and cheek. Bakari must have tossed a look at my brother because I didn’t hear a retort.
“Come on, let me get you signed in and get you into a room. I’m the only one here so it might take a while.”
“Where’s Dice?”
