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Christopher stands up, yanking at his blazer with his non-injured hand and turns on his heel, striding out my office door. But I'm right behind him, entering into the elevator and ignoring him bristling next to me. I lean forward and hit the button to the forty-forth floor and cross my arms behind my back, waiting to make the short journey.

The elevator doors open, revealing the backlit ISKing Design, INC. sign and expansive reception area and I look over at his face, seeing Christopher's eyes widen slightly as awareness hits him. Beyond the reception area, Isobel moves in the board room that has a few white boards set up. Her beautiful white pantsuit flashes behind the partially frosted glass as she works.

"If you'll excuse me." I give him a knowing smile and then exit the elevators, turning to hit the buttons to close the doors just as Isobel's voice sounds out. I nod at the guard, his signal to go and get Christopher when I walk to the back with Isobel.

Payback is so sweet.

"King!" she calls out from behind me, but I'm busy giving her ex one last warning look, winking at him as the doors shut on his face.

"Yes, baby?" I turn with a smile, opening my arms for her to run into. Her pink lips are stretched in a wide smile, and a spark I hadn't seen for weeks is present in her eyes.

"Oh King, let me show you my office. It's sowonderful."

The joy on her face is beautiful. I chuckle, placing a kiss on her lips while we walk to her double door glassed in office at the end of the hallway.

"Hmm-hmm. Show me everything sweetheart,"I hum against her lips, ushering her in first, and shutting the glass doors behind us.

Chapter twenty-one

Payback

At the sight of my husband's hungry gaze my heart bangs hard.

I have half a second to process the carefully veiled danger and desire in his eyes before he's on me, snatching me to him by my elbow and kissing me with a passion so desperate that it forces me to bend back, arching my breasts into him. His hand comes up and squeezes one before his fingers search, finding my nipple and pinching it through my top. I inhale sharply, wrapping my hand around his wrist.

My pussy slickens before clenching hard.

God I want him so bad, buthere?Where staff is running around?

Correction, only three staff: my temp assistant and our two guards, who have to know what we're doing. His hand leaves my breast to travel up my neck and to the side of my face where his fingers encompass my cheek, curling to the back of my head.

"King-wait a second,"I mumble against his lips. "I want to show you my office."

He's groaning, sweeping his tongue through my mouth and sucking my lips.

Seeing he's not relenting, I lower my hand between us and cup his erection, feeling he's rock hard. I squeeze firmly, making him jerk in my hand. King growls, taking a handful of my ass and yanking me to him so violently I'm momentarily picked up off my feet.

He pulls back just a hair, giving me a second to breathe. "Do you like your office, baby?" Then his lips are back on me.

"Seriously?"I giggle. "Why ask me a question if you won't let me answer it?" I manage to get out somehow as he's tilting our heads so he can get even deeper.

Fuck, the way he's kissing me is so erotic.

"Because you're not going to answer me with your words. You're going to get down on your knees like a good girl, open your mouth, and let me fuck your face as a thank you."

My heart draws to a dead stop as his lips leave mine, and the absolute unhinged desire in his eyes makes me drunk on want. I lick my lips, arching a defiant eyebrow. "Right here?" I whisper, bringing my fingers up to caress my lips. "I don't know, the staff might hear us."

His eyes watch me carefully, they're hooded with desire, the irises cold as ice. "Hmm-hm. Right here. But first, I'm going to get that pussy nice and happy before I tear your throat up."

He begins to strip me. Pulling off my pantsuit, he flings it across the desk, picking me up to face my office chair with my back to the door and places me on the desk.

I giggle. "You're so adventurous, King," I whisper.

"Well, I might not be able to fly you into the sky and fuck you in the clouds, but I can be just as exciting in other ways."

King slips off my panties and makes me lean back, scooting me to the very edge of the desk before he sits in my chair and then flicks me a look. "Ready to go to heaven, baby?" He arches a brow and gives me a wicked smile before lowering his head to my throbbing flesh with a chuckle.

I cry out at the first warm lash of his tongue. Grabbing my ankle, he bends my knee back and then outward, opening me up wide for him. He tilts his head and licks deeper before settling his lips around me and sucking hard.

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