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“This is your problem. You date lost puppies.” “I can’t help it. Lost puppies are so cute. So loving and needy.”
Mood
Magic dick strongly implied? CHECK. Go talk to him. See if you can get under its spell. ITS THICK, THROBBING SPELL.
“What do I have to do to get the last point?” Everything that came to mind was unspeakable. Sit on my face. Put your hand in my pants. Let me rub the tip of my cock on that little dimple that appears in your cheek when you smile.
“I’m thirty-two. How old are you?” “Older.” “Older like ninety?” “Older like forty-seven.”
“Because it’s been a long time since a woman took my breath away.” Her heart-shaped mouth fell open. Her eyes smoldered. “My heart is beating so fast right now,” she whispered.
“No. My hands will be all over your body.” Leaning closer, I put my lips against her ear. “My hands, my mouth, and my cock. Baby, if you say yes, you’re going to be up all fucking night.” She sucked in her breath. “Yes. I say yes. Yes.” For the second time that night, I grabbed her wrist.
“You are infuriatingly, indecently beautiful,” I told her. “And I might never forgive you for making me want you so badly.” She put a hand over my cock, which strained against the denim. “Are you going to punish me for it?” “Hard and repeatedly.”
Inside the room, we rushed for each other, our bodies crashing like lightning. For a few minutes, it was nothing but chaos and heat. My hands on her ass. Her moans against my lips. My tongue in her mouth. Her tits on my chest. My dick growing harder beneath the heat of her palm as she stroked me over my jeans.
“Oh my God,” she whimpered. “I didn’t even have to ask.” “You should never have to ask.” I barely took my mouth off her to get the words out. “That feels so good. Oh, my God. This is—how do you know exactly—fuck, I’m so—”
Underneath, I’d worn a black lace bustier that showed off my hourglass figure. Zach’s eyes popped. “Jesus Christ. Your body should be illegal.”
“Would a good girl get so wet from being spanked? Would a good girl like being punished this way? Would a good girl ask to get fucked?”
“Listen, Millie MacAllister. Down in the bar, I told you if you said yes, you’d be up all fucking night. And I meant it.” I laughed, glancing over at the nightstand clock. “But it’s—” “It’s barely after midnight. What time is your flight?” “Nine.” His grin widened. “Baby, we’re just getting started.”
I couldn’t resist kissing her cheek. After pressing my lips to her soft, warm skin, I put my mouth near her ear and whispered, “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t leave without kissing you.”
When the whiskey was gone, she lowered the glass and stared into it. Then slowly, she raised her eyes to mine. In half a second, our bodies and mouths slammed together, the glass shattering at our feet. Our tongues were hot and demanding, our arms clinging tight. I moved her away from the window and backed her up to the edge of her desk, dragging my lips down her throat and her dress up her thighs.
What the actual fuck was I doing? I’d just banged the father of the groom—at a wedding I’d planned—on my desk while I was on the job!
The number was Zach’s. I paused for half a second, then answered. “Hello?” “I changed my mind.” My heart skipped a beat. “About what?” “I don’t want to be a good man tonight. I just want to be the one in your bed.” I closed my eyes. Then I gave him my address.
He stepped over the threshold and I pushed the door shut behind him. As soon as I turned around, he caged me against the door, his arms bracketing my shoulders. He leaned in close enough for me to feel his breath on my lips.
“I shouldn’t be here.” I shook my head. “No.” “Tell me to leave.” “No.” “Then tell me you want me as badly as I want you.” “I could.” I unbuttoned his coat and pushed it off his shoulders. “But I’d rather show you.”
“What else did you think about?” “This.” She unbuttoned my shirt and opened it, spreading her hands on my chest over the tight white cotton of my T-shirt. “This,” she went on, unbuckling my belt. “Thisssss,” she sighed, dragging my zipper down slowly. “And this.” She slipped her hand inside my boxer briefs, wrapping her fingers around my thickening erection.
“Baby, you took my breath away the night we met.” Playfully, I bit her inner thigh. “Now fucking sit on my face before I lose my mind.”
“The devil says all our problems would be solved if I just move my car out of the garage and you pulled yours in.” “I’m not sure that solves all our problems, but it takes care of the immediate one.” I pressed my cheek to his chest, tucking my head beneath his chin. “Since you’re already here tonight, maybe you could just stay. And in the morning, we’ll say goodbye and part as friends.” “I’ll move both cars,” he said. “Where are your keys?”
“You’ve got her ring size and everything?” I asked Dex. He nodded. “I had the girls sneak a ring from her jewelry box to me, and I brought it in. Then they snuck it back into the box without her noticing it was gone. Operation Cat Burglary, they called it. Luna wore cat ears. Hallie dressed in all black.”
“You’re my north, south, east, and west, Millie Rose. You ground me, you guide me, you inspire me. And I’m madly in love with you.”
