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“Why yes, inadvertently, but I’m not going to make you give up any play toys. I just am not going be one. That’s all.” Hopefully, that would get him out of the office.

“Hmm... I see. You want me to leave and I will, but it will be after I show you something.” He didn’t have a right, but he was pissed now. Fucking good for him.

When he should have been headed for the door, he was stalking toward me as if I was his prey. If I went by the promise that was shining in his eyes, I should be scared. He walked around the desk, grabbed my arm, pulled me out of the chair, and before I could protest, I was bent over the desk, his hand meeting my ass. The heat from the smack radiated through the material, and I should have been upset that I was being manhandled. Instead, my pussy clenched and I felt myself grow damp. How could I be mad at this man and turned on at the same time?

He crowded behind me, his erection pushing into my ass and the moan echoed off the walls. I found myself pushing back into him, wiggling, wanting to be taken.

“Ah, that’s it, my girl thinks her attitude will stop me from claiming what’s mine. She doesn’t want to give in but she will.” Speed thrust his hips, and I moaned again from the pressure of his cock, I wanted to feel the skin on skin, the material of our clothing was an unwanted barrier.

He backed away, and I felt the loss of his weight until my skirt was pushed to my waist and his hand smoothed over my ass cheeks to slide between my legs, cupping me.

“Babe, you’re wet already and I’d love to experiment with what got you to this point, but my dick is aching to be surrounded by your tight pussy.”

The rip of material and my thong was out of his way. With the sound of a zipper, my stomach tightened with the anticipation of what would come next. The wait wasn’t long as his weight hit, and his cock entered me in one hard thrust. I gasped, then pushed back and moaned as my head was jerked back by him grabbing my hair.

“Loving the ponytail, babe.” His words came out strained. “No more getting pissy ‘cause I had a blowjob. This is where my dick wants to be and will be from now on.” He pulled out, tightened the grip on my hair, and slammed back in. “That’s is it, babe. Feel it, your pussy tightening, not wanting to let go, it wants my dick, only mine. Tell me, Sami, say it. Let me give you what you need.” The dirty talk, the fullness, everything, I was dooming myself to heartbreak, and I couldn’t stop it as I gave him what he wanted.

“Fuck me, I want you to fuck me, damn it,” I barely got the words out before he snapped. My head was pulled back, his teeth nipped at my neck, and as he pounded into me, my mind shut down and I felt. Felt him. Just him.

We crested together, and his full weight slumped against me as my head laid on the desk. When our breathing leveled, he lifted off bringing me with him, and he sat me in the chair. I watched as he tucked himself back in his jeans, his shirt following, neither of us speaking. The kiss to my forehead had me blinking, then he walked around the desk. When he reached the door, he looked over his shoulder.

“Babe, might want to fix your clothes before you come out, you’ve got the fucked on my desk look going on.” The door opened and closed as he left.

Chapter Seventeen

Sami

The woman who lookedback at me in the mirror was not the same as the one from just a week ago. The green in her eyes shined, her cheeks were rosy, and she had bed head. The woman looked well loved and she should since she’d spent the night being ravished, fucked, and even had love made to her slowly as the sun rose that morning.

I loved the look of the new woman, and I hoped she stayed. I blinked and pushed the hair away from my face, turned toward the shower and started the spray, letting it only warm for a minute before stepping in.

After my shower, I dressed, made the bed, and prepared to go down to start breakfast. Carly would be over, Ally would be getting up, and my dad and brother would arrive not long after.

My thoughts went to the man who left my bed this morning. Speed had spent every night in my bed since the night at the club. I’d sat at my desk a while after he’d left the office until I had no choice, I was the manager and had to take care of business. When I’d walked out into the club it was like being under a microscope, eyes on me, smirks on every man there associated with Black Hawk, including the man who had ‘caused it. He was a smug bastard, but I couldn’t help the inwardly smile then, and I couldn’t help now.

“Someone got laid last night, again I might add. He’s determined to get you, either on your own or by spoiling you with sex nightly until you fall in a puddle of goo.” Carly laughed as she walked into the kitchen.

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