Page 55 of Tempt Me

Oh my God.

Before I can say a word, Jase grabs my hand and yanks me towards the storage closet, just off the hall. Holy shit, he’s really doing this. Luckily, nobody’s there to see as he drags me inside after him, the door closing behind us with a click.

“That’s better,” Jase murmurs, pushing me back into a shelf of cleaning supplies. “God, I’ve been waiting to touch you all fucking day long.”

He kisses me hard, his hands already all over my body. I can feel him rigid against me, his cock pressing hungrily into my hip. I don’t hold back. I don’t know what’s come over me, but there’s a need coiled tight inside me, and it only wants one thing.

Him. Now. Inside me.

I fumble with his belt and yank down his pants. Fuck, he’s commando—nothing to stop his cock leaping at my touch. I close my fist around him and he groans. “Fuck, Chloe.”

He yanks my skirt up, then spins me around. God, he doesn’t even take my panties off, just shoves them to the side as he bends me over a stack of boxes. I gasp, surprised—and turned on like crazy at his rough touch.

“This is how you want it, baby.” Jase nudges my legs wider, sliding one hand down between my thighs to stroke my swollen clit. “Every inch, isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” I gasp, and hear him chuckle.

Jase positions himself behind me, then fuck, he’s sliding in. Deep. Hard.

Oh God, he feels so good. I moan, loving the feel of him.

“Shh,” he cautions me. “You don’t want anyone to hear. Or maybe you do,” he murmurs, bending over me and pistoning in again. “Maybe you want them to open that door and find you like this: begging for more with my cock pounding deep in that juicy cunt.”

I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud. He’s right—there are people just a few feet away. I can hear them in the hallway, so close, and it only makes me hotter.

I thrust back, needing more. “That’s right, darlin’.” Jase fills me up, stretching me to the limits. I can feel him, the thick, surging force of his cock. “You were made to take my cock. Any way I want it, every time I choose. You can’t fight it anymore. This pussy is mine now. Mine.”

He fucks me deeper, faster with every stroke. It’s all I can do to grip the boxes and hang on for dear life as the heat builds inside. Tighter. Hotter. I can’t help but whimper, and then Jase’s hand is over my mouth, gagging me into silence as he fucks me hard. Riding me, relentless.

“The neighborhood couldn’t be better.”

Oh my God, there are voices right outside the door! I freeze, trying to pull away, but Jase keeps me pinned in place. He thrusts into me again, so good I moan into his hand. Fuck!

“Everything’s upgraded.” I hear Marcie’s voice. “Top of the line, perfect finishes.”

Jase chuckles. “How about that, baby?” he whispers in my ear. “Are you ready for your perfect finish.”

He slows his pace, teasing, and I strain against him. I can’t believe it, but I’m close. The illicit thrill of knowing they’re all just a few feet away... it’s intoxicating. Dirty as hell.

“More,” I gasp softly. “Fuck me harder.”

“That’s my filthy girl.” Jase grips my hips and pounds into me, invading every inch, and God, I can’t hold back. Pleasure shatters through me and I come, biting back a scream. I feel Jase shudder, and then he collapses on me, breathing heavily.

Wow.

Holy shit.

Jase then lifts himself away. He smooths my panties back, and tugs my skirt down. “There you go,” he murmurs. “Good as new.”

Good? I feel better than ever. My heart is racing, and my body is still flooded with pleasure. “I can’t believe we just did that.” I straighten, unsteady.

“Believe it, baby.” Jase lands a kiss on my forehead. “And there’s more where that came from. Much more. I’ve got plans for this ass tonight.”

I shiver with happy anticipation. “I really need to get back to work,” I whisper. “Marcie will be on the warpath if she can’t find me.”

“OK, you go first.” Jase gives me a slap on the ass, then cracks the door. He looks out. “All clear.”

I slip out. The hall is empty, and I quickly check my reflection in the mirror to straighten up my clothes. My cheeks are flushed, but thankfully, there’s nothing to say I’ve just been fucked senseless in the closet.

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