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“I’ve never laughed when my pants were being taken off, but surprisingly, it didn’t kill the mood,” she said when her chuckles subsided.

I grinned down at her then stole a kiss from her lips before shoving her backward. Lust clouded her eyes as her elbows landed on the table. She wasn’t laughing anymore, and soon she would be screaming.

“Lift your hips,” I commanded as I braced her boots on the sides of my thighs and hooked my fingers into her waistband. Her heels dug into me as she hoisted her ass off the table and I slid her slacks off.

Taking a knee, I worked the wide leg fabric over her shoes because those slutty boots were staying on. She raised back up on her hands and looked down at me, bared except for a piece of silk. I crawled my hands up her legs and kissed in their wake until my head was level with her pussy.

“You are every bit the queen I said you were, baby. On your throne with me on my knees before you,” I purred against the skin of her inner thigh, dropping kisses between words. “I’m forever yours to command.”

Her lips parted, and I didn’t take my eyes off her as I grabbed her ankles and placed her legs on my shoulders. Withher knees bent, her legs fell to the side, opening her body fully to me.

“Don’t you dare move your feet off me. Don’t try to keep your weight off me, either. I want you to dig your heels into my back as you come. Got it?” I demanded.

She bit her lip, but I didn’t wait for a response. I moved her panties to the side and she gasped as air hit her sensitive flesh. She glistened in the fluorescent light and I salivated at the feast before me.

“Fuck, baby, you’re exquisite,” I said, lowering my mouth to her. She was ecstasy on my tongue, and I lapped every bit of arousal from between her thighs, my breath hot on her skin. The room filled with her moans as I teased her with short flicks. She writhed on the table, eyes locked on me.

“Ryan, please,” she choked. “I need more.”

Her plea was my undoing. I latched onto her clit and sucked the life out of her. Her moans took on a higher pitch, and she wove her hand into my hair, fisting the strands. My skin burned from the sharpness of her heels pressing into my back, but the pain had my cock growing even harder. It was a good thing I’d come twice already today in case I couldn’t hold myself back once I saw her. Good planning on my part, since I’d never be able to hold myself back from her.

Reaching my arm up around her thigh, I offered my fingers to her. “Suck,” I said around her clit.

She didn’t hesitate. Taking my middle and ring fingers into her mouth, she swirled her tongue, coating them with her saliva. When I jerked them away, she whimpered and I almost came at the sweet sound.

Sliding my middle finger into her pussy, I curled it forward in a way that had her walls clenching around me with a vengeance. I glanced up at her, and she was still watching every move I made, mouth fully open. Her eyesblazed as I slid in another finger so slowly she grew impatient.

“All of it. I need all of it,” she panted.

“Beg for it. Beg me to let you come.” My voice was gruff. “Tell me how much you want to come on my hand and tongue.”

Her body grew still, and she pierced me with those green eyes. “I don’t justwantto come all over you. Ineedto come all over you,” she deadpanned.

“Fuckkk,” I groaned before ramming my fingers all the way inside her and crashing my mouth back to her pussy. She didn’t need to beg. She had cast a fucking spell on me, and now I was hers. I was fucking hers.

She jerked beneath me and cried as she came, her walls convulsing around my fingers and her boots biting into my back even deeper. I locked onto her clit, lapping and sucking her through her orgasm. When her fingers slackened in my hair and the aftershocks eased, I pulled away, withdrawing my hand that was drenched in her wetness. I brought it to my mouth while still kneeling between her legs and sucked every digit dry.

I sprang up and slammed my mouth to hers, a gasp of shock escaping her as I placed my hand on the small of her back. She circled her arms around my neck and dove into the kiss, tasting the sweet sex coating my tongue. A loud blaring caused us to jump apart like we had been caught in the act like teenagers. Raven looked at her ringing phone, a puzzled expression on her face before realization dawned.

“Fuck!” Raven yelled as she smoothed a hand down over her hair. “Goddammit, you have to go.”

Grabbing her bra and fixing it in place, I stared in confusion as she hopped off the table and shoved her leg into her pants, struggling to get the boot through the fabric. When they werefinally situated back on her hips, she pulled on her blouse and fumbled with the buttons, hands shaking.

I stepped to her, grabbing her hands and bringing them up to my mouth, where I planted a kiss on each. She watched as I released them and moved mine expertly down her shirt, fastening each tiny closure.

She blew out a breath, and turned to grab her jacket once I finished, and groaned. “Well, this is fucking ruined,” she said as she grabbed the material she’d soaked off the table. I looked at her expectantly as she glanced at her watch. “You weren’t my last appointment of the day. I had a very important call scheduled exactly five minutes ago.”

“Why do you have calls scheduled so late?” I asked, annoyance swirling in my chest as she snatched her phone and hustled to the door.

“Work doesn’t stop at five when you have a business to run.”

Reluctantly, I followed her out into the hallway, and she didn’t give a second glance before she hurried to her office.

“You can see yourself out!” she called as the door slammed behind her.

Standing in the hall staring after her, my dick hard in my pants, I had to clench my fist to keep from barging into her office and bending her over her desk. Fuck her phone call. I wanted to teach her she couldn’t barge out on me, but I would bide my time. In the end, I didn’t want to cause her to lose business, so she was lucky her work was the reason she left me hanging. Still, I didn’t forget so easily, and she didn’t know what I had in store for her. I was a rabid dog on the loose now that I had finally tasted her, and she was never going to be rid of me.

After I walked to the door and it swung closed behind me, I glanced up at the camera to the right of the glass. The brightred light glared, almost mocking. I took note of the brand etched across the top of the device and pulled out my phone, quickly texting the name to Aaron. The elevator doors parted and I pressed the silver circle labeled “Garage”.