Page 35 of Sky High Obsession

“Yes.”He may have had some doubts before about what he was doing.But now he’d kissed her again, and her sweet, wet pussy pulsed around his finger, he regretted nothing.

“Why?”

“Access.”

“Access?To me?”

He bit lightly on her earlobe and delighted in her shudder.“Of course.”

“But like this?How could you?”The raw hurt finally penetrated his fog of lust.He drew back and looked down at her.

Confusion and a hint of despair grappled with her desire, causing her eyes to darken.He hated seeing that.

“You told me you’d never lie to me.”Her voice was dark with accusation.

He tensed.“How have I lied to you?”he demanded.

“What the hell do you call this?Barreling your way into my work life just to get what you want?”

He slid another finger inside her, felt her stretch deliciously around him.Jesus, at this rate he would blow his load as shamelessly as he’d done the other night on her bedroom floor.He fought the tightening in his groin.No way was he losing control that quickly again.

“I call it the extra edge.With perhaps a little manipulation thrown in.But no lies.”

He watched her toss that in her mind for a few seconds.Then she shook her head, even as her thighs spread that little bit wider, and her hips slowly undulated against his hand.

“This isn’t okay, Zach.It’s nowhere near okay.This is my professional life you’re messing with.”

“On the contrary, I’m seeking to enrich it.Besides, we discussed this, back in Paris, remember?”

“What?”Gratifyingly lust-glazed blue eyes met his.

“I said I’d find a way to make it work in the real world.This is me, making it work.”He flexed his fingers and her pouty lips dropped open on a gasp.

“If we discussed it then, why couldn’t you discuss it with me now?”

“Because it’s partly business.Believe it or not, if Neon hadn’t been a good fit, this meeting wouldn’t have happened.Now, the only thing that needs clarification is whether you feel you can work with it, or if you want to refuse Neon the opportunity of a lifetime.”

“Are you really saying that if I don’t come with the package, this doesn’t happen?”

He shrugged.“A little hardball to get what I want, Bethany.That’s all this is.Now, if you don’t want those panties shredded, be a good girl and hold them to one side for me so I can see to your needs.”

Alluring blue eyes met his and he watched her struggle to take a breath.“Zach…”

“Do it, Bethany.You’re not leaving this room until I make you come.I can bend you over the sofa or we can do it this way.I can control your screams better here, but it’s totally your choice.”

Her lips parted wider, and a hot little breath burst through them.He licked her lower lip and felt another shaky sigh spill from her kiss-swollen mouth.

Her fingers grasped her hemline and slowly lifted the skirt up to her hips.He caught sight of her panties and his breath stopped.

Indigo lace.

“Jesus.You fucking know what this color on you does to me, Peaches.”

“I didn’t even know I was coming here until an hour ago…”

His hand left her breast and tugged her chin upward.“But you wore it anyway.When you saw me it made you wet, didn’t it?Knowing you were wearing my color against your sweet cunt?”He hardened his tone, not prepared to accept anything less than total honesty.

“Yes,” she sighed.

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