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I fuck her like she said. I fuck her rough, without mercy. I plow into her and cover her mouth when she whimpers, and I don’t stop. Her heels dig into the small of my back as they wrap around my waist, and I enjoy the bite of pain. It sends a lightning bolt of pleasure up my spine, making me growl with need.

“I’m close, baby girl.” I squeeze her ass, moving my other hand from her mouth to her throat.

“Kiss me when you come, Haruko,” I command and, like the good girl she is, she nods.

Her pussy tightens around me and with a soft, “Fuck,” escaping past her lips, Haruko’s lips crash into mine, and she kisses me as she comes. Her orgasm triggers mine and I come with her. My balls empty into the condom and I wish I could come inside her bare. Just to see my cum dripping out of her. But that mess can wait until we’re in private. Instead of here, where anyone can walk in and see a man fucking a woman half his age. Okay, not half exactly, but she’s not even in the same decade as me.

As our orgasms subside, I carry her to the sink and only then do I pull out of her. I take off the condom, tie it, then toss it in the garbage. I take some paper towels and start cleaning her up.

“I can do that,” she says, but I swat her hands away.

“Now, now. What kind of boss would I be if I made my assistant clean up my messes?”

She smirks, then spreads her legs wide.

Before I finish cleaning her, I tuck myself in lest I find myself inside her again.

“Isn’t this mostly my mess, though? I mean, it’s my juices.”

“Yes. But who made you this wet?” I lift an eyebrow, and she nods.

“You did.”

“That’s right,” I say and clean her up.

Once we’re looking presentable and not like we just fucked in a woman’s bathroom, we head back to the table where were Simon is finishing his dessert.

“Sorry, you took so long I started without you,” he apologizes.

I pull back my chair and take a seat. Haruko returns a few moments after I do so it doesn’t seem like we were in the ladies together.

“Don’t worry about it, friend. I already had my dessert for today.”

As Simon looks down at his parfait, I give Haruko a wink and I get a blush in return.

And what a five-star dessert it was.

Chapter 20

Parker

“How do I look?”Nick asks as I drive us to the restaurant where Elijah, Haruko, and Simon are having dinner. He slides his hand over his navy-blue tie. He put on a suit because he thought that would be respectful, but then thought it was too much, so he ditched the jacket and is now wondering if he should have.

“You look amazing,” I say, taking his hand that was smoothing over his tie. “Why are you so nervous?”

“Why do you think? We’re going to tell Simon we’re dating his daughter. His only daughter. Three guys. Her bosses. You know he knows Karate, right? He might kill us dead.”

I chuckle. “Listen, according to Elijah, he’s a sweetheart. He loves his daughter a lot, so he may not call you ‘son’ the moment you meet him, but it should be fine. Relax.” I kiss the back of his hand, then turn onto the street that’ll take us to The Prairie Falcon.

“You’re so cute when you’re nervous,” I say, attempting to calm him.

“Is that right?” he asks as the city lights flash in his eyes.

“Yeah, you’re all flushed like you got caught thinking dirty thoughts.”

He chuckles. “No dirty thoughts this time. Just plain old regular nerves.”

After a moment of silence, he asks. “Weren’t we going to have a meeting tomorrow to discuss this before we told Simon?”

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