Page 76 of At His Service


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I shove my hardening cock against her, but keep my hands on her hips. “Are you still pissed at me?”

“Obviously.”

“How can I make it up to you?”

“What’s your plan here? To fuck me in the elevator?”

“Would that help?” I ask, kissing her neck. She’s still stiff against me, that defiant attitude prevailing as her nails dig into my arms.

“You were a dick earlier,” she says as she rubs against my hard-on.

“Yeah, I know. Sorry. Thanks for rescuing me.”

“You didn’t deserve to be rescued. You’re a big boy, man up and tell a woman you don’t like her.”

“Mymotherlikes her, so it’s not that simple,” I say, my hands wandering now as I cup her butt and press her into the mirror.

“You should learn to say no to your mother, too.”

“I’m well aware.”

The elevator doors open, and I lift her up, delighted when she wraps her long legs around my waist.

I stagger into the hallway. “Ship?” I call, waiting for an answer. She’d be here super late if she’s still around, but it’s always good to check.

“Do you have a dog or something?” Jax asks, suspended above me as she looks around in awe.

“She’s my housekeeper.”

“Your dog is your housekeeper?”

I snort, carrying her to the ornate marble table that’s on the wall opposite the private elevator.

“Shipis my housekeeper, but it doesn’t seem like she’s here.”

I scooch her dress up and then pull at her panties, dragging them slowly down her thighs as she watches me, one eyebrow quirked.

“You’re an arrogant fuck, you know that? You just abandoned that poor woman at a restaurant.”

“Thatpoor womanwill be absolutely fine.”

I pull off her shoes to remove her panties, and then Jax chuckles as I put her shoes back on.

“What the hell?”

“I like these,” I say, rubbing a hand over her slim ankle.

“And I like this apartment,” she says, looking around. “How many rooms do you even have? It’s enormous.”

“I’ll show you the main one, and then I’ll fuck you in all the others, so you can really get a feel for the place.”

She opens her mouth to respond, when I push her legs apart and drop to my knees, shoving my tongue against her as she swears colorfully above me.

“Jesus, give a girl some warning. Fuck.”

I suck on her clit, my fingers digging into her ass as I pull her to the edge of the table. She’s half falling off, her long legs balanced on the tips of her heels as she arches against me, her arms set back to give her body some leverage.

Once she’s writhing and moaning above me, I pull back, rising to my feet and bending double as I scoop her onto my shoulder and carry her into the living room.