Page 10 of The Almost One

“You think I’d know why Kai was here?” He mirrors my brow, a tilt appearing on one corner of his stupidly kissable mouth.

“You know what I mean, asshole. Did Elizabeth just fall into your car this morning?”

The lip-tilt has gone, and he furrows his brows, probably trying to figure out how I know.

He opens his mouth to speak before shaking his head in disbelief.

“Kai’s working on the building across from my hotel.” It’s not a question, more a statement, like he has it all figured out.

“What’s that got to do with anything?”

“He came over here to tell on me, didn’t he?”

“No, actually. He brought me a bagel and wanted to look around.”

“Yeah, and I saw several pigs flying through the sky an hour ago.”

The smirk is back on his face, the playful glint in his eyes, and I find myself returning the expression.

“Whatever. That doesn’t explain Elizabeth being in your car. I hope you made her sit in the back, or at least bleached the seat or something.”

Marco full-on belly laughs and it’s a fucking beautiful sound. He doesn’t do it often enough, that control stick is up his ass a little too far sometimes.

“Your jealousy is sexy as fuck, Tesoro.” He kisses my forehead gently. “Her driver was sick and she didn’t give me a choice.”

“Hmm.”

“Now you know how I feel about that best friend of yours pawing all over you.”

Before I can respond, his lips are on mine again, his palm cupping the back of my head in a possessive hold as his tongue battles for dominance with mine. It’s a battle neither of us ever wins, but we both enjoy playing. My ass is still against the table and Marco nudges my legs apart to stand between them and get closer to me.

Gripping my ass, Marco lifts me to fully standing before unbuttoning the front of my pants. That’s when I break our kiss to speak.

“Marco, what are you doing? We’re in the middle of my club. Mimi is just outside the door.”

“Don’t give a fuck. Do you?” He continues kissing me, pressing his lips against my cheek, my chin, my neck, sending shivers of pure pleasure running up and down my spine.

I’m not afraid of public places, or getting caught, but I feel like I need to maintain some semblance of professionalism in my workplace.

But then again, the way his hands are stroking all over my body, and his lips are caressing my skin… the girls will understand.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I let out a moan as Marco gently bites down on my shoulder.

“That’s my good girl.”

“Fuck off.”

His breath tickles against my cheek as he chuckles and takes something from his suit jacket pocket before moving his hand down the front of my pants. When I feel the ball shapes sliding down the front of my pussy, I know what’s coming… and it won’t be me.

I know this man almost as well as I know myself, and that lastfuck offI just gave him has sealed my fate.

The shock of two small balls entering me makes me gasp, just as Marco’s mouth closes over mine, capturing my breathy inhale and responding with a growl.

He removes his hand, after spending a few seconds making sure my clit throbs for him, and holds my face in his palms.

“You can wear those until I take you to bed tonight,Tesoro. A reminder that you are mine, and I am yours. Fuck everyone else.”

CHAPTERFOUR

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