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“No speaking right now, just feel.”

With that he dropped down to his knees in front of me and had my pants open and my dick before I could stutter out one syllable let alone a full sentence.

“Going to make my baby feel good.” He muttered as he breathed over my hard as hell shaft. My heart jerked in my chest at the endearment.

There were no preliminaries, he grabbed hold at the base with one hand the other cupped my balls and rolled them. A loud groan escaped before I bit my bottom lip to keep myself silent.

I looked at the man on his knees in front of me and after watching him at the BDSM Club I knew this wasn’t something he ever did. He was always the one in control. For him to do this had to mean something.

Glancing up he smiled as our eyes met, opened his mouth and suddenly the head of my cock was engulfed in hot wet heat.

Gasping for breath I couldn’t stop my hips from punching forward if I tried. Deon didn’t try to stop me. He just opened his mouth wider to let me take his mouth.

And I did.

Lightning shot through my limbs as I powered in and out of his wet mouth. My eyes never left his as I got closer and closer.

Clasping my hands around his head I held him as I pushed in one final time and came, pulsing my come down his throat.

My moan of pleasure was very loud and I heard clapping from the other room and shouts of encouragement.

I didn’t care.

All I cared about was the man on his knees in front of me with my erection lodged in his mouth.

As I watched he licked me clean then carefully pulled my pants down to my knees, stood and turned us around, walking me backwards to DC’s desk. I knew what was coming and my whole body shivered in anticipation.

He stood in front of me and wiped a finger along his lips and the corners of his mouth before sucking the last of my come off it. That action alone had my cock twitching again.

I stood helpless in the force from his burning eyes.

“You’re mine, get used to it. We’ll talk on the plane and sort out all misunderstandings.”

This man was so damned infuriating.

“Sucking me off is not going to make me forgive you, Deon.”

“Maybe not, but me fucking your ass is going to make both of us feel a hell of a lot better.”

He smiled that tiny very evil smile of his.

“Turn and bend over. Head on the desk, hands pulling your ass cheeks apart and do not let go.” He ordered.

And I did. I laid my head on the desk and presented my ass to him. I had just come and come hard, but everything he said and did had me so turned on, I was ready to go again.

I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Gideon

Shrugging out of my jacket I carefully hung it over the chair in front of the desk, all the time keeping my eyes on Kellen bent over the desk. I couldn’t wait to feel him closing around me. By the look of his ass I knew he was going to be tight.

Anticipation speared through me as I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and stroked my hard cock. I ran it over the top of his toned ass and watched him shudder before I stepped back and pulled what I needed from the pocket of my jacket.

“I came prepared for this ass.”

I laid the condom and the small bottle of lube on the desk where he could see it. His eyelashes fluttered before he slowly closed those pretty blue eyes.

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