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What are you waiting for, woman?
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You’re kidding, right?
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I’m as serious as my hard on… which is huge by the way.
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We’re still at work.
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So?
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You’re a very dirty man, Wolfe.
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For all of your holier-than-thou attitude, you’ll be the one benefiting from my dirty mind. Joel Banner is taking you away and I won’t see you for the next two weeks. I’ll be damned if I don’t fuck the hell out of you before you leave in a few hours.
She was still hesitant the second time around, but I pushed her to accept Joel’s incredible offer. She’ll be going on tour with him for the next six months. I’ll be flying out to be with her every single weekend. Unfortunately, this coming weekend, I’ll be in New York, so I have to make up for it.
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You’re greedy. And slightly jealous. Ha ha!
Joel is no longer a threat. He makes it a policy to never go after another man’s girl. I respect that about him.
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I grin and tap out another text.
You want to play hard to get, blondie? I’m game.
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There’s no end to your dominant nature?
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You mean there’s no end for my insatiable hunger for you?
She looks up at me.
I wink.
Her grin is so fucking wide right now.
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What if we get caught?
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Don’t even pretend you wouldn’t love that. Who keeps pushing me to go back to Dark Compulsion any chance we have?
Her cheeks turn beet-red.
Enough back-and-forth. My private bathroom. Drop the panties. Go. Now!
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Yes, sir.
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Without looking my way, Dom heads toward the stairs. I wait a few short minutes before following her. With each step, my cock throbs in anticipation. This isn’t the first time we’ve sneaked around––in fact, we’re pretty good at it by now––but the challenge of not getting caught is such a rush, it heightens everything.
I’m so turned on, you’d never know I fucked her thoroughly last night. I just can’t seem to get enough of her. Every day she wakes up nestled in my arms is testament to that. There’s nothing like a passionate morning fuck with the woman you love to get your day started on the right foot.
The first month after her attack, intimacy was off the table. I didn’t push. I was ready to wait as long as it took. I never allowed my desire for her to supersede her readiness. Gideon opened up some painful wounds when he crashed back into her life and she needed time to heal.
Speaking of the scumbag, he came back to LA to cover his tracks after a reporter contacted him about a woman who alleged he had forced himself on her. He was desperate to find out who it was and to shut her up. Little did he know, he had a bigger shit storm brewing in London. Soon after Dom’s attack, the media tsunami rolled into the US. Women in Los Angeles and New York came out with their own accusations—carbon copies of the heart-wrenching stories reported in the British press.
As I walk by Marissa’s empty desk, I let out a sigh of relief.
The less she knows, the better.
I enter my office, lock the door and head straight to my private bathroom. I slip inside and lock that door as well.
“What took you so long?” Dom demands.
“For someone who was hesitating, you sure are impatient.”
“You got me all worked up,” she says.
“Good.” I pin her with a hungry stare.
She’s gorgeous.
She’s wearing a classy navy dress that doesn’t quite hit her at the ankle. Her nude-colored heels draw the eyes up to the slit, accentuating the opening at the front of her dress.
I offer a wolfish grin. “Where’s my prize?”
“What prize?”
The devilish glee in her eyes tells me she knows exactly what I’m talking about.
“Your panties.”
A naughty smile curves the corner of her mouth. “You mean these?” I let out a little growl when I catch a glimpse of the patch of silk fisted in her hand.
“I didn’t expect purple,” I tell her.
“They complement the dress,” she says.
“And they complement the woman.”
She smiles at that.
I was in London last month for a meeting with Holt and I might’ve gone a little crazy at Agent Provocateur.
It’s for her pleasure as much as mine.
“You’re full of flattery, Wolfe.”
“And soon, you’ll be full of me.”
She explodes in laughter. “That’s cheesy.”
Yeah, she’s right.
“Get your fine ass over here,” I order.
She sashays in my direction, her panties swinging from her finger, each step sassier than the other.
Damn.
“Tease.” I grab her panties and tuck them in the back pocket of my jeans.
“Not again,” she cries out. “Rod, you keep doing that.”
“Don’t I buy you new ones every time?”
“It’s so embarrassing walking around without panties.”
“Not for me it isn’t.”
She swats my arm.
“I guess I should thank Joel for saving my panties since you’ll only be able to steal them or rip them apart on weekends when you come out to see me.”
“Smartass,” I say as I pull her to me. “I’m going to miss you.”
“I’m going to miss you too,” she whispers.
I take her mouth in a heart-stopping kiss. Our tongues swirl and dance.
I grab a handful of her silky hair, fully aware I just fucked up her fashionable updo. I kiss her with fervor, unapologetic, raw. Desperate, even. I’m fueled by the sad notion I’ll have to go without her lips for a really long time.
Reluctantly, I break our embrace, conscious we don’t have much time left before she has to leave for the airport.
“How do you want it?” I ask, releasing her hair.
“I get to choose?”
“I get final say, but I’m willing to indulge you.”
“You’re too kind,” she mocks.
“Are you going to answer my question?”
“Decisions... decisions,” she taps her chin, her eyes shifting left to right.
“Tick tock,” I joke.
She’s still debating.
“Choose, or I’ll decide for you, Dom.”
“Fuck me hard enough so I feel your cock inside me for the next two weeks,” she says.
She’s come a long way in the last five months. Sometimes, I’m taken aback by her newfound brazenness. Still, I love knowing I’m responsible for bringing out the dirty girl in her.
“That’s not a good enough answer, Dom.”
“Demanding much?”
“You need to be precise, baby.”
She frowns her confusion.
“You want me to take your ass or your pussy?”
Something dangerous veils her blue eyes.
She doesn’t respond.
She’s thinking.
She folds her lower lip between her teeth.
She’s thinking harder now.
“Here?” she finally asks after a long stretch.
“Why not?” I challenge. “The door is locked. It’s not like anyone is going to walk in.”
“I guess you’re right.”
“So, what will it be? Dirty or filthy?”
She flashes me the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. “My ass.”
“So, you want it filthy?”
“Yes!”
“You’re sure?”
“All talk, no action, Wolfe. You having second thoughts?”
“Not on your life, blondie.”
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p; She laughs.
I had to be patient with her, but once Dom discovered how good it was to get her ass fucked, she’s never looked back. We’ve just never been this bold before, but then again, I’ve never had to live without her since we’ve been together.
“Then fuck my ass, Wolfe!”
“With pleasure.” I grin. “Turn around and assume the position.”
She does.
I stand behind her, gripping her hips with both hands. I meet her gaze in the mirror. We grin at each other like fools. I tilt my hips forward and grind my impossibly hard cock against her back. “This is for you, baby,” I tell her.
“I’m so lucky.” The mischievous glint sparkling from her eyes is arresting.
“Damn right you are. Now show me your beautiful pussy,” I say, taking a step back.
I don’t have to repeat myself twice.
With her heavy-lidded gaze still on me, Dom starts inching up the hem of her dress, revealing her smooth, bare thighs and her perfect ass. She pulls the fabric over her head and hands it to me. I grab it, walk to the door and place her dress on a hook with care. Her bra hits the floor by the time I’m back standing behind her. She flashes me a seductive look as she places both hands on the counter. She gets on her toes and pushes her ass out, wiggling it temptingly.
“Good girl. Now, arch a little more for me, baby.”
She does.
I cock my head to the side, admiring the sinful view.
In this position, I catch a glimpse of her glistening pussy lips.
“You like what you see?” she rasps.
“I like it a lot.”
My cock swells with hunger.
I lean into her and whisper, “I smell your arousal.”
“Too bad there’s not enough time for you to taste it.”
“I should redden your ass for that repartee.”
“Too bad there’s no time for that either,” she sasses.
“Damn you, my cock was hard before, but now it’s begging to be let loose between your legs.”
“What are you waiting for, big boy?”
Slap.
“Ouch. What was that for?”
“You’re too cocky for your own good and it’s a reminder so you know who you belong to while you’re on the road.”
“As if I could ever forget.”
I kiss her neck, caressing her arms. “I love you.”
“I love you so much, Rod.” Something flashes in those blue eyes. “Now, fuck me before I die.”
I should’ve known.
“Yes, ma’am,” I chuckle.
I take a step back, unzip my jeans and lower them to my knees, as I pull down my boxer briefs in one clean sweep. With quick hands, I pull my t-shirt over my head and fling it behind me.
“My boyfriend is a freaking hunk,” she says.
I return her smile.
I fist my cock and stroke it as I approach her.
“Hold on tight, baby,” I tell her.
“Hit me with your best shot, rocker boy.”
She’s in a playful mood.
“Don’t worry, I will.”
I circle her waist with my hands and ram into her with such force, she stumbles forward as her hands slide against the sleek counter top.
“Oh, God,” she grunts.
“Christ, I’m going to miss your pussy.”
I fuck her relentlessly, forcing her hips to slam against the counter. Needing more, I grab her shoulders, pulling her closer into me, letting out a feral growl.
“More, Rod. More!”
Her pleading intensifies our carnal ride.
“You like it when I fuck you hard?”
“God, yes,” she hisses.
I lift my head and stare into her blue eyes.
“Fuck, baby, you look like a woman whose boyfriend is taking really good care of her.”
“He is,” she wails.
I plunge my thumb inside my mouth and move it to her ass. Slowly, I slide it inside her tightness.
“Oh, fuck, yeah,” she groans, clenching her asshole around my intrusion.
“Christ.” There isn’t a better sensation in the world, unless she’s gripping my cock.
I resume my mission, fucking her sweet pussy while pumping her ass.
Jesus.
I’m pounding her so hard, her tits are bouncing and seeing them swing with each one of my forceful thrusts is so fucking hot.
My heart is beating like a drum.
The build-up tugging at my balls lets me know this is going to be a short ride.
Damn.
Reluctantly, I pull out of her and remove my thumb from her ass.
“Why did you stop?” she demands.
“So I can fuck your ass with my cock,” I deadpan.
“In that case, carry on.”
I shake my head at her.
“Baby, I need you to take a step back and rest your elbows on the counter.”
“Okay.”
She does as she’s told.
“This might be a little bumpy,” I tell her.
“I don’t mind,” she smiles.
I bend slightly and dig into my pocket for the little bottle of lube I brought from home.
“Bastard!” she exclaims. “You knew I’d ask to get my ass fucked.”
“Not at all. I was hopeful, but I was okay either way. It’s always good to be prepared,” I wink at her.
She smiles back at me.
I pour a generous amount of lube into the palm of my hand and coat her ass before slathering my cock with the slick liquid.
I slide my cock between her slit and tilt my hips back and forth, rubbing my hard cock against her. Without having to ask, Dom presses her ass against me. Damn. Needing more, I fist my cock and rub it forcefully from her hole to her clit.
“Oh, God,” Dom’s mouth falls open as I grind between her cheeks. When she closes her eyes, I halt all movement. “No!”
“You want me to continue?”
“Yes!”
“Eyes on me.”
“Sorry,” she says shyly.
The next few long seconds, I tease her with my cockhead, by painting slick circles against her puckered hole, spreading my pre-cum all over.
Her head drops and she moans for me.
Dom’s body trembles under my caress, involuntarily tensing every time my cock grazes the tight rosebud of her ass.
I stop long enough to spread more lube between her ass cheeks before I start massaging her rim, loosening her. I take my time preparing her.
“Enough, Wolfe. Fuck me!” she demands. She even wiggles her ass at me.
My cock surges. Dirty Dom.
“You’re going to kill me, Dom!”
“What do you think you’re doing to me?” she quips.
I pour a healthy amount of lube on my palm and then fist my cock, the view of my girl ready for me and my own slick hand rubbing me is almost enough to push me over the edge.
“Your safe word?”
“Balloon.”
Yeah, we went all the way on her birthday earlier this year.
“Good girl. You tell me to stop and I’ll stop. No questions asked. Okay?”
“Why do you say that?”
“I have to learn how to live without you for two weeks. I can’t promise I’ll be gentle with your ass.”
“Oh.”
“You use your safe word if you have to. Got it?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I say tracing the cleft between her ass cheeks.
Rubbing her tight asshole makes me lose a few more drops of pre-cum.
She gasps at my touch and her knees go a little weak.
“Ready?”
“I am,” she says in a whisper.
I drop the bottle of lube on the counter and start caressing her back as I push against her tightness, giving her time to adjust. Without warning, Dom pushes back into me like the greedy girl she is, forcing my cock inside her all the way until I’m balls de
ep.
“Fuck!” I growl.
“Finally,” she says.
“You eager little slut.”
She flashes me a triumphant smile. “But I’m your eager little slut.”
“You belong to me?”
“Only you, Rod.”
“We’re on the same page.”
She clenches against me in response in quick staccato movements.
I narrow my eyes at her.
Even though this isn’t the first time, her ass still grips me so tight, it’s enough to make me come without thrusting into her. I take several deep breaths, before I’m sure I’m not going to shoot my load too early. I take a few beats to savor her ass properly. It’s always a treat.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
“Don’t ever do that again unless you really want to kill me,” I scold gently once I find my composure.
“You know that was hardly a punishment. Is that all you’ve—”
She sucks in a sharp, needy inhale when I find her clit and begin working it.
“Look at that. No more smart repartee,” I chuckle.
She lets out a little whimper and her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“I want your eyes on me the whole time, Dom,” I remind her. “You hear me?”
“I don’t think I can.”
“Then you don’t want my cock.”
Just like that she has a change of heart.
“I’m going to destroy your ass, baby,” I warn.
“Yes, please.”
I withdraw just a couple of inches and then push into her like a beast.
I lose it.
I thrust in and out to the sweet sound of her pleading sobs.
In and out. In and out of that perfect tight little ass.
I relish the perverted sound of my slick cock pumping her.
Suddenly, Dom does this twerking thing where she flaps her ass cheeks together as they swallow my cock.
It’s a beautiful thing.
It’s so hot, it’s enough to force me over the edge.
Unable to contain myself, I grope her ass and squeeze hard.
“Arghhhh!” she cries out.
But I take little pity on her.
I’m fucking her so hard, my balls slap against her pussy. She moans so beautifully for me.
Fuck.
I quickly glance at my own reflection and to my surprise, my chest is covered with a fine sheen of glistening sweat.
“You like the way I use your hole, baby?”
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