Page 29 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
The next moment, his hand was on my neck, his touch both rough and surprisingly tender, as Raymond pulled me into his arms. Suddenly, his lips were pressed to mine, a soft kiss that rapidly turned into something far more urgent and electrifying.
My pulse raced as my mind flip-flopped between letting this man have his way with me and kicking him in the nuts for kissing me without my permission. After he lifted me into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist, I decided his nuts were safe. That thought might have been driven by the fact that I could already feel his dick growing hard under me as he carried me across the office to sit me on the small couch beneath the window.
He lowered me to the couch then sat beside me, and I wanted to smack him. Why the hell was he putting space between us? I sat there, like a kid being put in time out, and waited. Was he going to stand and strip? Would he kiss me again? The man did nothing, and it was absolutely infuriating!
And then, for whatever reason, he tried to strike up a conversation.
“Jericha—”
I knew what he was going to say. That was the moment when the cocky guy turned sweet and asked me if I was sure. That was the moment hewould give me another out. And if he offered it, I knew I would take it. I was stubborn that way. But I also knew I didn’t want to take it.
“Don’t start talking to me now.” I slammed my mouth against his. If he spoke, I might reconsider everything that happened between us and run for the door again.
He didn’t resist me. Raymond kissed me back, pressing his bare chest against me as he pushed me back onto the couch. My lips trailed from his lips to his shoulder and my hands met my lips just by his wound. I felt the magic pull to my fingertips but held back the energy. I could easily heal him with my magic, push the energy from the plants into him, but I didn’t. I couldn’t raise any suspicion. Instead, I kissed the top of the bandage gently and continued across his shoulder.
“That feels good.” His voice was heavy in my ear. Then, he tugged at my shirt. “Take this off. Let me return the favor.”
I removed my top, revealing the sports bra beneath it. It was the kind with double support, a zipper in the front.
“Is that thing bulletproof?” he joked.
“I gotta keep the girls secure, especially when I’m in the field.”
“And how do I get the girls out of there?” He tugged at the zipper in front, and it pulled down, revealing my tits to him. “Oh, I like that.”
He grinned hungrily, and then, like a competitive eater at an ice cream buffet, he went to work kissing on my breasts, sucking my nipples and biting. I might have told him to stop, but I liked it. Each graze of his teeth sent a shiver down my spine right to my pussy.
“Oh, you like that, huh?” He looked at me. “Jericha, don’t tell me you’re kinky.”
“If nipple biting is kinky to you, I’m going to have a lot of fun with you,” I said as I pushed him back across the couch. I stood, pulled my pants off, andclimbed on top of him. A few quick movements later, I had his dick in my hand and my panties pulled to the side. “Be still.”
“Jericha,” he moaned.
I put my finger over his lips. “Raymond, I need you to be quiet right now.”
He nodded.
“Condom?” I asked.
He shifted his hips, lifting from the couch and pointed to his pocket. I pulled his wallet from his back pocket and opened it to find a condom inside.
“Always prepared, I see.” I winked.
Then, I unwrapped the condom and slid it onto his dick. He was already hard, ready for me, and I stroked him a few times before positioning his tip between my pussy lips.
He lifted his hips, but I pulled away. “Don’t.” I ordered.
“Hmm,” he moaned and settled back into the couch.
I returned to the position. His head settled between my lips, teasing him. I moved lower, allowing him to slip inside of me, just enough so I could feel the heat of him and gauge his width. And then, with my pussy wrapped around the head of his dick, I flexed, squeezing the muscles around him until I saw him grip the couch.
“Come on!” he groaned. “Stop teasing me.”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” I ordered, then slowly lowered myself onto him.
Raymond’s eyes bulged, and I could feel his pulse racing beneath the hand I placed on his chest.
He tried to grab my ass, but I slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch me.”
