Page 37 of Wicked Attraction

My fingers stilled as her pussy clenched around me. “I could do all that, but I’d rather just talk business with you. We can talk about how much it’ll cost you to get the fuck out of my state and never look back. Give me your number, and I’ll give you a fuck you’ll think about until you’re old and gray.”

Big blue eyes opened, and she sucked in a breath as if that would ease the letdown of an almost orgasm. Beck let her breath out slowly to cool her desire, and when she finished, she stood a little taller as she attempted to put some distance between us. But I was bigger and stronger, and I refused to budge. “I’m not interested in your fucking money, Jasper.”

“Bullshit,” I groaned and slowly pulled my fingers from her before I pressed my hard cock against her. I let Beck feel how hard I was already; how genuine I was about my offer. Lust flared in her eyes, and I took her hand and put it on my cock. “You need to figure out what the fuck you want, Agent Beck, and get back to me.”

Her skin flushed at my words, and I laughed.

“If you still want to ride this cock on your way out of town, I’m happy to oblige. I gotta tell ya, I’m curious if your cunt hair is as bright as these curls.” I twirled a curl around my forefinger and smiled.

Beck sucked in a shocked breath and pushed at my chest, harder this time. I took a step back and then another. “Fuck off, Jasper.” She yanked my office door open, revealing another redhead, this one with straight strawberry blonde hair and big meaty tits that made my mouth water for a quick fuck.

I smiled at Mo, wondering if she was up for a quick orgasm. Or two.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

Mo

It was ten past three in the morning, and my shift at Lucky Lopez was over. I knew what I had to do, pull up my big girl panties and tell Jasper the truth. I couldn’t do any more of these late-night shifts. He’d want to know why. Then again, after seeing Agent Beck flee his office looking flushed and satisfied, maybe he wouldn’t give a shit.

Don’t kid yourself.

I nibbled my lip and shook my head, staring straight ahead but seeing no details. Jasper would want an answer, and I didn’t have one other than I couldn’t keep working sixteen to eighteen hour days while pregnant. If I decided to stay pregnant.

Who the fuck am I kidding?

Okay, yeah, I was pretty sure that I was probably, almost certainly, keeping the baby. This was my chance to have a family of my own. Straighten up my life. And a precious child would do just that.

Especially Jasper’s child. This baby would want for nothing.

“Waiting for someone?” Jasper’s deep voice sounded in my ear, startling me from my runaway thoughts. I blinked as I realized I was still standing in the middle of the employee room, staring into space.

“Well?”

“No. Hulu’s waiting for me outside. I’m just tired and ready to go home.” Which I would do right after we had a little chat. “Listen, Jasper, I can’t keep doing these double shifts. The late nights are kicking my ass, and I’m constantly tired.”

He stared at me for so long that I was sure Jasper would walk away without addressing my concerns. His jaws clenched, and his nostrils flared, a sure sign an explosion was imminent.

“I need you, just for a little while longer, Mo.”

Words I’d heard before, though in a different context.

His voice dropped to its begging tone. “You know what you’re doing around here. and I can’t be sure the rest of the girls do.” But it only meant he was leveraging me.

I held my breath, waiting for him to say something nice. Something complimentary. “Jasper,” I groaned.

“I need you, Mo. At least until they’re all professionally trained.”

Those first four words, beautiful and misleading all at once, hit me in an unexpected place. Longing shot through me, so strong and deep and visceral it was like a dropkick to the center of my chest, at his slightly anguished words.

I knew Jasper wasn’t sayingheneeded me. He was the boss, after all. Even if that was true on some planet, he wasn’t the kind of man to say words like that. No, he needed my skills as a waitress.

“Sadie thought they were capable enough to open up Lucky Lopez.”

“Yeah, I know,” he growled and ran a hand through his thick hair. “And I’m telling you they’re not. You’ve seen it for yourself.”

“Fine,” I sighed. “Then train them how you like or have Thomas do it. He probably needs something else to keep him busy between trips to the hospital. I can’t keep working this schedule, Jasper.”

Just as I said the words, a yawn split my jaw until it cracked, and I shook my head. “I’ll see you tomorrow at Midnight Mass.” It was well past time to get home and get to bed.

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