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I pulled the vibrator out, pressing the button on the handle a few times until it was back to the lowest vibration. I knew she desperately wanted release, but it was more fun to draw it out. She’d driven me crazy by making me watch her fuck this thing. Now it was my turn to play. My eyes were torn as to what to watch—her eyes while she desperately tried to catch her breath or her wet, pink pussy, glistening with arousal.

“You’re so close,” I teased, tracing the toy alongside where she wanted its attention the most, watching her squirm.

“More.”

“Such a greedy fucking girl,” I chuckled, pressing my hand into her thigh to keep her still.

“Don’t tease me,” she panted, arching her back.

“So fucking needy. Do you need more, babe?”

She tried to nod but broke off into a moan after I pressed the button to increase the speed of the vibrations.

“Hmm, not sure if that was an answer,” I taunted, leaning forward to latch onto one nipple, trapping it in between my teeth and slowly leaning back until she was gasping and arching her back. “For someone who’s typically so mouthy, you’re being awfully quiet.”

“Fuck, yes. God, just touch me,” she moaned as I rolled both nipples between my fingers, stopping to run my tongue over them before I started all over again. “Please.”

“You did ask nicely,” I laughed, drawing the toy up, then back down while I returned to teasingly biting her nipples. She would have marks tomorrow, but I had a feeling she wouldn’t mind.

“Maybe I should let you come,” I murmured, cupping one breast as I trailed down her stomach, holding the end of the toy at her entrance while I waited for a reaction.

“Oh, fuck, please, please, please, let me come.”

Deciding to put her out of her misery, I guided the toy back inside, holding it in place with my thumb through the loop on the end, while my fingers pressed down on her clit. Her hips bucked, the toy disappearing inside her, and I leaned down to suck on her nipple while I rubbed tight circles around the little nub.

“I’m… I’m...” she gasped, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.

“You ready, babe?” I asked, pulling back and cupping the side of her neck while my other fingers kept up their insistent movements between her thighs.

“Yes, oh God, Adrian, please.” She was almost desperate, her chest heaving as she hovered so close to her release.

Turning the vibrator back to the highest setting, I thrust it in and out until her climax took over. She screamed as she detonated, rocking forward and grabbing my head, holding it against her as she came.

Her heart beat frantically against my ear as she clung to me, trying to catch her breath. When she finally released me, I leaned back, righting the cups of Isobel’s bra and pulling her dress closed. She reached for the tie at the side, but I stopped her, knowing it was useless because this dress was going to be on my bedroom floor in less than a minute.

Isobel was unsteady when I pulled her to stand with me. I shifted her so I could pull her into my arms, and she sighed, relaxing into my hold as I carried her to my bedroom.

“Was that everything you fantasized about?” I asked as I sat her on the edge of the bed, helping her remove the silk and lace covering her.

“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “It wasn’t what I needed.”

“Then what do you need?” She quietly watched my fingers while I unbuttoned my shirt, shrugging it from my shoulders before I shed the rest of my clothes.

“I need you,” she whispered. “Only you.”

She welcomed me with open arms and soft lips as I sunk into her, my hips pushing her into the mattress with each desperate thrust. As I came inside her, filling her as she moaned in my ear, I knew I couldn’t hide the strength of my feelings anymore. I was hers. And I’d do everything in my power to keep making her desires a reality.

ISOBEL

Boston

Tapping my pen against the edge of my desk, I tried to focus on the PDF covering the screen in front of me. Chase and Evan’s book was going to print in a week. Their launch was scheduled, the tour dates had been finalized and we’d dropped the bomb that Adrian and I wouldn’t be traveling with them. My intern Kristine was less than enthusiastic about going, but if she planned to go after the promotion she was up for, she needed it to keep her edge on the competition.

Adrian’s intern, Sam, seemed less hesitant, but sending the two of them out by themselves made me more than a little nervous. They could handle it, and they’d be going through press training with Chase and Evan, but tours were hectic even when you knew what you were doing.

“You ready?” Adrian asked, leaning against the doorframe to my office.

“Yeah.” He knew I was distracted as he stepped into the office, pressing my laptop closed and holding his hand out to help me stand.

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