Page 26 of Dirty News
I had to clean myself up too, as he’d made me so damn wet that my panties were damp. If his finger could do that much for me, what would his cockdo?
Even though I knew we shouldn’t have kissed, I wanted more of that man. I wanted to feel him all over me, fucking me with that hard body of his. I wanted to feel his sweat as he glided over me, ramming his huge, hard cock into me with a mercilessness that only he wouldhave.
I wanted to drink his cum, lick his balls, bite him on the ass. I wanted to do all that and even more. I wanted to give myself to him in every way possible. And I wanted to do that rightnow.
But we had business to attend to, and we also had that pesky little rule to contendwith.
Rules!
Weren’t they just made to bebroken?
I’d never considered myself a rebel in any way, but now I was ready torevolt.
To hell with your rules, Artimus Wolfe. I want Duke Cofield, and I want himnow!
Could I go up to my new boss and make such ademand?
I knew the answer to thatquestion.
Hell, no, I couldn’t dothat!
But Duke might do something like that. He’d said he’d contemplated dropping out of the competition. Would he throw in the towel just so he could have sex withme?
Surelynot.
But then again, he’d already mentioned his nest egg, how he’d be fine if he had to drop out. But I couldn’t let him dothat.
Hurrying to get up to Artimus’s office, I wanted to make sure Duke didn’t cut his own throat just for a piece of ass. Not that I actually thought of myself as just a piece of ass, but I had to be realistic aboutthings.
Why should Duke give up a promising career just because we wanted to have sex with eachother?
When I stepped off the elevator in the reception area of the penthouse offices, I found there was no one in the room. But I could hear voices coming from Artimus’soffice.
I headed toward the sounds but stopped when I heard Duke say, “I’ve got the upper hand, Artimus. New York knows me. I know I’ll bring in the viewers. I’ve already been talking to lots of people about the new network and how things are going to be very different from what they’re used to seeing. And I’ve gotten great feedback from everyone. On top of that, I’ve gotten a lot of people saying they’d love to see me eachmorning.”
My heart stopped as I froze in place. I knew we were still competing, but this felt like a stab in the back. Hadn’t Duke just said he’d thought about dropping out ofthis?
Was that alie?
It sure sounded like he was in it to win it. Which I could respect. But something just felt strange about the whole thing. There he was, chatting it up with the boss and racking up browniepoints.
Artimus spoke, telling Duke some news that neither of us had heard yet. “We’ve put out some surveys, Duke. Five hundred of them, to be exact. A little more than half have been returned, and out of that number, more than half want you as the morning anchor. Obviously, we’re waiting on the rest, and anything could happen, I should cautionyou.”
“Wow!” Dukeresponded.
And my body sagged with the knowledge. It was crazy how quickly my sails deflated. One minute I was on cloud nine, the next minute I was a puddle on thefloor.
I hadn’t actually reduced myself to falling on the floor and throwing a fit like a toddler, but I was damn close tothat.
I strained my ears, hoping Duke might say at least one thing about me to Artimus. One nice thing was all I’d need to hear from him to make me think he wasn’t a giantasshole.
Artimus must’ve been clapping Duke on the back, as I heard some smacking sounds. “And how about that interview you turned in? It wasgreat!”
Please, say something nice about me,Duke!
“Glad you liked it. How was the one Lila did with Ted Turner?” heasked.
Okay, not a compliment, but at least he was thinking aboutme.
