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With confidence and surety, I moved my hand from his face and reached down to grab his dick. Beneath the fabric, Raymond grew. “Who saidI’m playing?”

He kissed me again, this time controlling the action as he backed me up across the rooftop. He kept going until the railing hit my back, and I gasped. His hands were there, gripping the rail by my sides in an unspoken promise of my safety. He wouldn’t let me fall.

“Let’s make this view even better,” Raymond spoke against my lips before he pulled away. With one hand, he spun me around and pressed my stomach up against the rail.

Then, before I could speak, he unbuttoned my shirt and let the fabric fall open. The cold bar sent a chill through me as my stomach pressed against it. Raymond’s hands were like fire in comparison to the cold air. He palmed my breasts through my bra and moaned as my nipples hardened beneath the lace.

“What happened to the armored bra?” He bit my neck. “Were you hoping this would happen?”

“Shut up,” I moaned as he continued to play with my nipples. I tried to push off the rail and turn on him, but he stopped me.

“What are you doing?” I asked. “Let me—”

“Not this time.” He put his hand over my mouth to stop me from talking. “Ms. Brown, always in control. This time, you submit to me.”

Mouth still covered, I felt him undo my pants and then slide them down along with my panties, just far enough to gain access to me. His hand slipped from my mouth to the back of my neck as he pushed me forward and, with a deep growl, slipped his dick inside me.

I gripped the rail, holding on as Raymond took me from behind. He pounded into me, and I bit my lip, trying to stop from screaming. I couldn’t be sure it wouldn’t call attention to us. He lifted me, and I arched my back as he continued to fuck me and grab my tits.

“Damn, I love your breasts.” He held them like handles, controlling the ride as he fucked me.

Then, as if he hadn’t done enough, he slipped his hand between my legs to play with my clit.

“Oh God,” I moaned.

“Remember what I said.” He grunted in my ear as we both came closer to our finish. “There’s no going back.”

“Oh.” I gripped the railing so hard, my knuckles burned.

“Say it, Jericha.” He bit my shoulder then licked my neck like he was claiming his territory. “I want to hear you.”

“I remember,” I gasped.

He slid out of me until his head teased my opening then slammed back into me again. “What do you remember?”

I pushed back, urging him to do it again. “There’s no going back.”

“This pussy is mine now. Don’t you ever forget that.” Raymond smacked my ass and growled before picking up the pace. He fucked me faster, holding until I came, and then he pulled out, turned me around, and made me watch him finish.

With one hand on my tit and the other stroking his dick, Raymond shot his load on the ground. I should have known he was dangerous when I looked down at his orgasm splattered across the concrete roof and thought,Damn,what a waste!

“Everything’s accounted for.” Raymond put the tech bag in the back of my car. “Double checked it. No lost inventory.”

“Thanks.” I looked at him with a raised brow. He’d really gone from fucking me to talking about inventory.

We sat in the car together, not speaking, just existing in the moment. My mind felt fuzzy, like I’d been drinking all night, but I knew that was just the aftereffect of good sex.

“Take your time.” Raymond placed his hand on my lap. “I’m going to head off. This way, you can go straight home.”

“I’m fine with taking you back.” I had to force a yawn back down my throat. Truth was, all I wanted was a hot shower and my bed.

“I’m a big boy.” He glanced down at his lap then winked at me. “You know that.”

“Don’t be gross.” I slapped his hand.

“Ha.” He straightened his collar. “Well, yeah, I’ll be fine. Besides, there is something I need to handle before I go home, and it’s here in the city.”

“Okay, sounds good.”