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She gasps as I stretch her core, her mouth parted in a soundless scream. I pull out again and slam into her with such force that has her body rocking backward. She grips the tabletop for support, her breathing ragged. I pin her down and start to slam into her with all the force I can muster, sometimes rotating my cock as I move.

Her cries bounce off the walls of my office, urging me faster. And deeper. She screams my name as her body starts to vibrate with a powerful orgasm. But I didn't stop. I keep slamming into her until my vision starts to swim. I lift her off the table to slam into her in another powerful thrust, causing another wave of orgasm to rack through her body.

And even then, I continue to fuck her until we both lost control of our bodies, submerged in the deep waves of an overwhelming climax.

Just when I’m starting to regain my senses, Jenna turns to me, looking shyer than ever.

“Can I… can I taste you?” She asks, her mouth nearly watering as she watches my cock harden at her question.

I nod, and she is instantly taking me in her mouth.

I let out a string of explicit words as pleasure zaps through my body, blurring my vision. She starts to bob her head on my cock, her movements awkward but pleasurable all the same. I bury my fingers in her thick, dark hair, guiding her movements until she gets it down. But there's only so much I can take before taking control. Gripping her hair tighter, I slam my cock into her mouth. She gags a little but doesn't withdraw so I continue to fuck her mouth until it feels like my cock is about to burst open. I release her hair, pulling out in time for my juice to spurt onto her gorgeous face, white and thick.

She captures me in her palm and takes the rest of my juice in her mouth, running her tongue over my length and after she's done licking me clean, she peers up at me with those damn innocent eyes, a soft smile tugging at her lips.

“You taste so good, Ryan.”

I love this woman.

Chapter Eight

Jenna

I open my eyes slowly, an unconscious smile tugging at my lips at the sight of the beautiful man beside me. He's sleeping so soundly, his features relaxed and peaceful. There's something about seeing him in such a vulnerable state, a boyish innocence that tugs at something protective inside of me. I suddenly want to keep this big, strong man safe from the rest of the world. It's an odd feeling but I like it… I also like the feeling of waking up beside him; it's warm and nice.

I close my eyes, letting the memories of the previous night wash over me. It was wild, yet probably the best night of my life. After we left the office, Ryan told me that he had an idea of how to deal with Henry and he'd like me to follow him home so we could act on it quickly. I sent a quick text to my mom and together, we came back to his house. We'd planned to get straight to business but the moment the front door closed behind us, Ryan pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately. We made love on the sofa and it was different from the first time. This time it was gentler, but not less intense… He held me like I was precious, his body communicating everything he felt at that moment. I'd never felt more cherished, completely loved.

And as our bodies surrendered to the throes of a powerful orgasm, he'd looked deeply into my eyes and told me that he loved me again, and I knew he meant it.

After reluctantly getting off the couch, we scavenged the fridge for food and cans of beer, and then we sat on the living room floor to eat. After dinner, we got to work. Ryan dug out all the records of Henry's corruption and I hopped on a call with the CEO of Daily Spark, Jason Ellsworth. Although no longer a journalist, he's the only person I trust to run the story without compromise or bias. As Ghost002, I've worked with Ellsworth a few times and I know he's a man of integrity, who'll pursue the truth no matter the cost. And this time, not only did Ellsworth agree to blow the white, but he also promised to put me in touch with a federal investigator who was already working on Henry's case file. The evidence we have now is more than enough to put him behind bars.

After the meeting with Jason Ellsworth ended, Ryan scooped me up in his arms and brought me to his room where he drove me crazy with his hands and mouth all over again. Finally, in the early hours of the morning, we drifted off to sleep, our limbs entwined.

Leaning over carefully, I place a soft kiss on his forehead. Then I gently lift his heavy arm off my body, careful not to wake him up. After I've successfully disengaged myself, I roll out of bed and grab his shirt where it's discarded at the foot of the bed, shrugging it on as I sneak out of the room.

I pad barefoot down the long staircase to the kitchen, heading straight to the coffee machine. I usually need a caffeine boost to start my day and just as I'm wondering whether to make a cup for Ryan too, the doorbell rings. I frown slightly in the direction, wondering who could be at the door so early. Then I remember Ryan mentioned that this housekeeper, Joanne, usually comes in every morning and leaves in the evening so it's probably her. I make my way to the front door, still barefoot and wearing Ryan's shirt, and open it but instead of Joanne, I'm shocked to see Henry standing on the porch.

“Henry?”

I never expected him to show up on Ryan's doorstep. He looks enraged, like a wounded animal, and for a second, I feel a trickle of fear run down my spine, but I quickly compose myself. I raise my chin to look him in the face, trying to appear confident.

“What are you doing here?”

Without answering, Henry shoves me aside and makes his way into the house. “Hey!” I protest, following him. “You can't just barge in here!

Henry turns to face me, his eyes blazing with anger. “What the fuck did you do, Jenna?” He thunders.

“What are you talking about?” I ask, my voice wavering slightly.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Jenna,” he growls, taking a step closer. “I've just been notified that there's a federal investigation pending against me and I'm being charged with fraud and embezzlement. So you better start talking now. What the fuck did you do?!”

Damn. Jason Ellsworth doesn't waste any time, does he? How's the FBI already on his tail?

“I didn’t do anything wrong, Henry,” I say, folding my arms over my chest to steady myself. “I only revealed the truth like you asked me. How's it my fault that you turned out to be the corrupt bastard instead of Ryan?”

“Oh, really?” He scoffs, his mouth spreading in a humorless smirk. “I guess you're ready to give up your life of white hat hacking to do this to me. I promise to reveal your identity to the world, girl. Say goodbye to your life as Ghost002.”

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you've got bigger fish to fry, brother," I say, imitating his smirk. "If you don't want to spend a couple dozen years behind bars for screwing over not just Ryan, but multiple other companies as well, you might want to focus more on either finding a lawyer or leaving the country. Nobody will believe anything that comes out of the mouth of a man who betrayed his partner and let him take the blame. It's over. Henry. Wrap it up."

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