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Unfortunately, he’s analyzing me in the same manner which does nothing to calm my raging pulse. Is he thinking about all the ways he can torture me before ending it? Shit.

“You clean up well,” he muses, and I stiffen. Dick doesn’t have to sound so surprised. “What’s the progress?”

“Not much,” I say quietly, “but I’ve attracted his attention.”

He chuffs, and my heart thumps. “What’s taking so long? Spread your legs and get it over with.”

“I’m not a whore,” I say through a tight throat.

“You’ll be whatever the fuck I want you to be. Understand?” he asks softly, his pale eyes shining.

Looking away from the promise reflecting back at me, I say stiffly, “If I fuck him, he’ll lose interest. I have to be different.”

“Hm, well get it done, we need you on the inside,” he says with a flick of his wrist.

“Why?” I ask, regretting the question as soon as I ask it. I don’t need to know anything more than what I’m supposed to find out because these men are dangerous and I’m already more affiliated with them than I’d like.

“It’s not important,” he dismisses me. “Get it done.”

Blankly I watch him exit, his beefy counterpart following before I walk further into the room and drop my head. I’m so fucked. How am I going to inveigle my way into Cooper’s world?He’s as much as said he doesn’t do romantic relationships. So, how am I going to bridge the gap?

I can’t see myself offering anything further of value and grimly I acknowledge my only recourse is to fuck him. Maybe if I do, the goon will see it’s impossible what he’s asking of me, and they’ll let me go. Yeah, right.

Still at the thought of giving in to Cooper, my veins turn to liquid fire and my core pulses heavily. If there’s a bright side to this mess it’s that, because clearly, I want him badly.

“I was hoping to get you alone.”

Spinning around, my heart drops to my toes, and I glance behind Cooper hoping he didn’t pass Suit on his way in here. Shit.

“Um,” I whisper, watching warily as he stops before me.

His pretty eyes search mine before he grabs my waist and pulls me close. “I’ve been thinking about your pussy. Were you wet for me? Need me to ease the ache, baby?”

The naughty words send a zing straight to my clit and I gush, raising my eyes to his and staring at him helplessly. He ratchets my need with a simple touch, leaving me achingly confused.

With a smirk, his eyes light with fire and leaning in, he licks my bottom lip before biting down gently.

“Oh,” I stutter, arching into him.

My nipples graze his hard pecs forming tight peaks which burn at the contact. His arms tighten reflexively, and he groans pulling me closer.

I barely have time to gasp before he drops his lips to mine and I open eagerly, whimpering when he sucks my tongue between his teeth.

Everything south of the border goes haywire and I’m a writhing ball of want in seconds.

His mouth is delicious as he fucks me heatedly and I moan like a sex starved maniac, rubbing against him like a hussy.

“Mm,” he chuckles, picking me up in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist when he grinds into my core, the bulge delicious against my aching clit. My knee length dress came in handy after all.

“Oh,” I groan into his mouth, throbbing at the delicious sensation.

He’s panting as he pulls away and sets me down gently on a table, before spreading my knees wide and rasping, “I need to see your sweet pussy.”

With a moan I lean back on my arms and open my knees eagerly, all reason gone as he runs his fingers over the placket of my panties before pushing the material aside.

“So fucking beautiful,” he groans, dipping his finger between my folds.

While staring into my eyes, he licks his finger wickedly before sucking it into his mouth. And with flared nostrils, he groans, “Fuck and you taste good, too.”

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