Page 39 of Unbroken (Russo Mafia)

“Good afternoon. How may I help you?” she smiled as she spoke.

I smile back at her. “I’m looking for Miss. Holmes.”

“Oh, do you have a meeting with her?”

“I don’t. I’m her boyfriend. I was hoping to surprise her.”

She gives me a nod and a knowing smile. Then turns to her computer. “She has a meeting in half an hour, so you're free to see her now. Her office is down the hall, last door on the left.”

“Thank you, Jill.” A tint of blush reaches her cheeks as I walk away.

I come up to her door and knock. When the door swings open, a six-foot tall blonde hair mother fucker is standing there. He adjusts his glasses while his gaze homed in on me. Then they double.

“Holy shit, it’s you. I don’t think you remember me, but I drove you around in my Honda Civic that one time,” he said exhilarated.

Have I seen him before? I cock my head to the side taking him in. He sorta looks familiar. Then again, I’ve met many people, so who the fuck knows.

“You and your buddies were covered in blood. I was the Uber driver. Doesn’t matter, anyway.” He waves me off.

I snap my fingers. “I remember now. We still owe you. So, you’re my woman’s PA?”

He nods. “That I am. She busts my balls. It’s worth it though she’s the best boss I’ve ever had. I’ll leave you two alone.”

Okay, so I may have gone off a little too quickly without realizing who it was. I can trust him. Maybe he can double as her bodyguard, too. I’ll have to think about that. I see Charlie sitting at her desk typing away. She hasn’t looked up yet.

“Who was it?”

“Some amazing good-looking guy that came to visit his girlfriend.”

Her head snaps up at the sound of my voice, her eyes harden instantly.

“Lucca, what do you want?” she hisses.

That will never do. I lock her door and stalk towards her. I place my palms flat on her desk staring down at her. “I want you baby; I want you so bad I’m going crazy thinking about it.”

Tiny hairs on her arms shot up to attention. Her breath hitches as I make my way around the desk. Standing behind her I move her hair away from her neck, lightly kissing her nape. I trail upwards to her ear.

“You’re so beautifulTesoro,I’m sorry for what I said yesterday.” I nip her earlobe.

“Lucca,” she moans.

I whisper, “I’ve got you. I know what you need.” I spin her around lowering onto my knees.

Running my hands along her legs, I push her skirt up, spreading her knees apart until I have access to her pussy. Toying with her thong I push it to the side. Her pussy is glistening with wetness. Her hand lands on my shoulder, her fingers digging in.

“Stop torturing me. Either you do something, or I will.”

I growl. “Don’t even baby, I’ve waited a long time for this pussy and it’s mine.” I trail my finger along her folds circling her clit. She lets out a small whimper when I press harder. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes, Oh, God don’t stop.”

I dip my finger into her wet entrance, curling until I find her g-spot. Lowering my head I swipe my tongue along her clit, sucking when her hands entangle with my hair. Her moans encourage me to pump my finger faster.

“I’m going to—”

She doesn’t finish. Her muscles tighten around my finger as I bring her to an orgasm, and I continue to swipe my tongue. Her hips flex as she pushes my head deeper into her pussy. I release a growl when she fully finishes. Her body relaxes in her chair.

I bring my head up, licking my lips. “You taste amazing.” I lean up bringing my lips to hers. “Taste yourself, how do you taste?” Pushing my tongue into her mouth she sucks the tip of my tongue moaning.

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