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I reached out to run my fingers down his washboard abs. His body was a thing of fantasies.

“Veer,” I moaned.

“Tell me what you want, and I may consider giving it to you.”

“If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to lose my mind.”

“Now we can’t have that.” He spread my legs, ripped my underwear from my body, and positioned his cock at my entrance.

He pushed between the folds of my cleft, causing my back to bow and my pussy to clamp down on him.

“Oh God, you feel so good.”

My body quickened after a few thrusts, and without warning, my core detonated. I clenched my eyes shut as my pussy flooded around Veer’s pistoning cock.

“That’s it, love. There’s nothing like seeing your pleasure.”

I rode out my orgasm, holding on to the leather seat I lay on. Before I could come down, I was climbing again, but this time there was a fierce edge to his thrusts.

“Do you make yourself come when you’re alone, Jaci?”

I stared into his eyes. He loved watching me masturbate. It was one of those things that turned him on so much that he’d fuck me for an hour afterward.

“Yes.”

“Who do you think of when your fingers are deep inside your pussy, pressing against that special spot?” He rotated his hips, hitting the exact place he mentioned.

The pulsing inside me grew to steady contractions.

“You know very well it’s you.”

A smile touched his lips then a determined gleam entered his gaze as he altered his pace.

“Then why aren’t we together?”

“You’re the one who broke up with me.” I pushed my heels against the seat, trying to match Veer’s rhythm. “To become the vice-presidential candidate.”

“What choice did I have? The woman I love would lose the chance at a dream she’s had since she was a child. Plus, she’s made a promise to marry another man.”

“That’s not fair.”

“Fuck fair. What I want to know is, are you going to imagine me when you have to fuck Kevin? Because he’ll have to blow his load on you if you want that precious dynasty you plan to create.”

I wanted to cringe at his coarse words, his raw pain, but the sensation of his cock pounding into me left me no option except to feel the hard pull of our mutual need.

“Veer, not now. Don’t say that when we’re together. Please.” I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin. “Kevin and I don’t have that kind of relationship, and you know it. He’s my friend, nothing more.”

“Why?” He pulled out and slammed back in. “He is the Ken to your fucking Barbie. Isn’t that what the media call the two of you? The ideal Republican package.”

“Because,” I gasped as another orgasm pulsed to life inside my core. “Oh God. I’m coming.”

But all of a sudden, he pulled out.

“No,” I screamed. “Don’t leave me like this.” I gasped for air, angry he would keep me hanging.

“You don’t get to come yet. I want to know why.” He rimmed the hard, angry head of his cock around the entrance of my pussy and then rubbed it back and forth through my slick cleft.

I blew out a frustrated breath and pushed back the hair that had fallen over my face.

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