Page 31 of Five Mountain Daddies

“But you don’t know me.” I move closer to her, watching her. “You don’t know me at all, doyou?”

“I guess not,” she says softly. She sips her drink again, making a face. “How do you drink thisstuff?”

I laugh and take the glass from her hand. I put it down on the coffee table. “Acquiredtaste.”

“I never understood an acquired taste. Why force yourself to likesomething?”

I cock my head at her. “Sometimes things are too complicated at first. People never like complexthings.”

“You force yourself to like it,” shesays.

“Until you understand it. And then you can enjoy its complexities.” I shrug a little bit. “Or at least that’s mytheory.”

“Is that what I need to do with you? Force myself to taste you until I can enjoy yourcomplexities?”

“No,” I say softly. “I think if you don’t like what you taste right away, you should walkaway.”

I move closer, my heart beating faster. This flirting, this conversation, it’s just making me want her even more. She’s as smart as I knew she would be, but she also doesn’t take bullshit, and I like that abouther.

“You really don’t mind that I’ve been with all your friends?” she asks. “With the twins at the same time? With Henry and Ryan at the sametime?”

I shake my head. “Not at all. Does it botheryou?”

“No,” she admits. “I thought it would but… itdoesn’t.”

“It’s complicated.” I say softly, moving even closer. She doesn’t pull away as I turn her chin toward me. “And you’re starting to likeit.”

I kiss her slow and deep then, and she doesn’t pullaway.

There’s nothing complicated about this kiss. It’s simple, slow, delicious. I can feel every curve of her perfect lips as my hands slowly move up into her hair, gripping ittightly.

She lets out a soft moan when I grab her hair. I think she likes it rough, which excites me, but I have to take it slow. I have to enjoy this, let myself fully experience it, not think about anything more than just tasting herkiss.

She presses tighter against me. I can feel her warmth, her need flowing up through her. I slowly pull back, kissing her one more timesoftly.

“Well?” Iask.

She purses her lips, a smile in her eyes. “I’m not sure,” she says, “might need anothertaste.”

I laugh and kiss her again, pulling her up on top of me. She grinds her hips down against my lap as my hands flow through her thick hair and I want her so badly it hurts. She’s so fucking sexy and smooth and warm against me, moving her hips, pushing me to the edge. I want her to ride my fat cock, let me slap her round ass until shescreams.

I have to pull back and take a breath. Her face is flushed and there’s this cute little smile on her lips. “What?” sheasks.

“You’re driving me insane, you knowthat?”

“Oh, am I?” she moves her hips, grinding herself against my hard cock. “I didn’tnotice.”

I grab her roughly with one hand and slap her ass with the other. “I think you know exactly what you’re doing to me, London,” I saysoftly.

I pull her hair harder, making her gasp. “James,” shesays.

I kiss her throat and she groans. I slap her ass again, squeezing it, pressing her harder against me. I pull her head back again, kissing her throat, ready to fuck her, ready to take her right here and now. I want to pull her ass up and slam my fat cock deep between her legs. I can feel that animal inside of me rising, ready to take what itwants.

But before I can do that, the door to my officeopens.

We both stop and look over. My secretary, a woman in her sixties named Pam, stares at us with wideeyes.

“Oh, Mr. Reed,” she says. “I didn’t realize you were stillhere.”

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