Page 4 of Indecent Ventures

She hesitates for a brief moment, but then answers, “I work for her.”

“Oh, then you work for Carter too. I’m his best friend.”

Her eyes light up. “Interesting.” She takes a few sips of the drink I hadn’t noticed the bartender leave in front of her. I guess I’ve been staring at her. She’s an undeniably stunning woman. She could model. Maybe she does.

Carter and Reagan run Daulton and Lawrence Holdings, one of the biggest companies in the world. Reagan is the CEO and Carter is the president. They’re Philadelphia’s biggest power couple.

“What is it that you do, Collin?”

“I run a construction business with my family.”

She tilts her head to the side. “So, if you were to take your shirt off, would I see muscles from all yourhardwork?”

“I’m in management, but I do like to get my hands dirty now and then.”

She grabs my big hand and runs hers over all the callouses. “Maybe they should get dirty tonight.”

“Is that what you want?”

She nods.

I intertwine my fingers through hers. She curls her delicate, soft fingers through mine.

“I like how rough your hands are, Collin.”

I pull her to follow me. “Do you like it rough?”

“I do.”

We enter the hallway. I open one door and quietly peek my head inside before quickly pulling it out and closing the door before Jade sees anything.

“Umm, that was occupied.” That was Reagan’s stepfather, Jackson, drilling her mother. Damn, her mom’s body is as hot as hers. That fucking family. They got all the hot genes on the planet.

I try the next door, but it’s locked, and I hear moaning. Jade giggles. “It sounds like we’re not the only ones with this idea.”

I nod in agreement. “Seems like it.”

I get to the next door, and it opens. Unfortunately, it’s a supply closet. There are several high shelving units with supplies lining them. I turn to leave. She pinches her eyebrows together. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m not taking you in there. It’s a fucking supply closet.”

“Collin, we don’t have much time. This is fine.”

She turns the light on and pulls me into the closet, closing and locking the door behind us. She pulls my shirt to her and immediately brings her lips to mine. She bites my lip. Hard. Damn, she’s really aggressive. I love it.

I pull her dress up so I can lift her, and she wraps her mile-long legs around me. Turning, I push her against the door. I grab her exposed ass with both hands and slide my tongue into her mouth. She tastes like vodka and mint.

I move my tongue around until it meets hers. As soon as it does, she pushes it into my mouth. Our kiss turns hard and deep, lips pressing and tongues battling for supremacy. I grind my hardened cock into her center, and she lets out a moan. She digs her nails into my neck. She whispers into my mouth. “Fuck me, Collin. Now.”

“How do you want it?”

“I told you. Rough.”

“Of course it’s going to be rough. I meant which hole.”

Her eyes widen, which tells me all I need to know. The front.

She attempts to play it cool. “Whichever one you want.”

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