Page 69 of Charity's Redemption

“Yes. He goes to a club twice a week. Which, if you ask me for a man his age, is quite impressive, but more so for a Senator. Doesn’t seem very professional and worthy of the office.”

“Hmm.” He nodded as he followed along. “Government officials are worse than the criminals on the street.”

“It’s still surprising.”

“How do you intend to seduce him? You’re not a blonde nor innocent.”

I fingered the long strands on top of his head and gave him my best smile. “And that, dear Watson, is why I need to go shopping.”

Since I wasn’t a blonde, and I had no intentions of becoming one, I needed a wig and a convincing one at that. I’d also need something that would change my appearance just enough to give bystanders a discrepancy in their descriptions.

I’d create a persona so different, not even the men that loved me would recognize me.

“All right, you seduce him, and then what?”

“Get dressed and find out. I’m going over it with Luca in five minutes.”

Max pressed his hard length against my stomach and brushed his lips against the tender skin behind my ear. “What if I want you for those five minutes?”

I sighed as my body loosened from his touch, melting into him. “I’d say you better work quickly, or else he’ll be up here before you can finish.”

Max snarled in my ear like an animal savagely protecting his meal. “Challenge accepted.”

His fingers hiked my shirt up to my chest, exposing my breasts cupped in my white lacy bra, then snaked around my back, his touch igniting a fire deep in my belly. With a quick flick of his wrist, he unsnapped the metal clasp holding my breasts in place.

I chewed the inside of my lip, not caring that it stung as my teeth pierced the raw cut.

He bent down and pulled my pebbled nipple into his warm mouth. My skin electrified with every touch as he made quick work of my jeans. Max tucked his thumbs into his briefs and let them drop to the ground as he kissed his way down my body until he settled between my thighs.

“I’ve missed this pussy,” he said, inhaling my scent.

“Last night wasn’t enough?”

“I could drink you in every night, and it would never be enough.”

There was something erotic about the way a man lusted after a woman. Like we were the enticing forbidden fruit in the garden.

I tipped my head back and groaned. Max’s warm, wet tongue parted my folds and caressed my sensitive nub, rubbing and sucking with the hunger he spoke of.

Waves of warmth caressed my muscles as they trembled, threatening to give out beneath me.

Max pulled my clit into his mouth and sucked hard, making my body jerk. I plowed my fingers through his hair and fisted his black strands, holding him in place as I rocked my hips against his mouth.

My body curled as a heavy weight settled low in my belly. “Max… Almost…” Fire licked my spine as I fell over the precipice. I tipped my head back and moaned as my thighs clenched around him.

Before I finished my waves of bliss, Max pulled his mouth from my throbbing center and stood. “You taste better each time,” he growled into my ear. “Like fresh peaches and honey.”

My cheeks flamed.

“On your hands and knees,bella.”

I gave him a devilish smirk, then landed on the ground before him. He followed, rubbing his hand down my sore ass.

“So beautiful.”

He lined up against my core and took me from behind.

Max plowed inside, tearing a grunt from my lips as he seated himself deep inside me, slapping up against my bruised ass. I hung my head and moved my hips against him, meeting him thrust for agonizing thrust as hedragged me towards the edge, the tile biting into my knees.

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