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“My complaint is important.” She fought to get the words out when he caressed the back of her knee. Holy shit that felt good. She wasn’t going to make it to the house before she exploded. How did his hands on her legs feel that good? Her panties were soaked. It was getting harder and harder for her to string her thoughts together enough to tease him. She had to snap out of it, or she would be stuck with an over-inflated ego thinking he ruled over everything.
“More important than this?”
Ben gave a little tug to scoot her closer. With his eyes on her, he traced a line from her knee to where her dress covered part of her panties. His anger from earlier disappeared. The only thing left was a bone-deep hunger. A hunger to have her wrapped around him as he sank into her over and over made it hard to savor her like he wanted.
“Oh God,” Angelina panted.
“The complaint office closes in two seconds.”
“I want to complain about the person in charge neglecting their duties,” she blurted out.
Ben whipped his head up, smacking it off the door frame.
“Ben,” Angelina cried, lunging toward him. She pulled his big body between her legs, gently feeling his head for blood.
“Neglecting my duties,” he growled, latching both hands onto her ass as he stood. Pressing her to the side of the car with his hardness grinding into her barely covered heat, he took her face in his hands. “How am I neglecting my duties? Explain now.” Of all the things he had done in his life, neglecting his duties had never been one of them. If she felt neglected, he was messing this up.
She couldn’t help herself. She squirmed against him, trying to get closer to what she craved. His jean-covered hardness teased her, making her want to feel him with nothing between them.
“Angelina,” Ben snapped.
“Please.”
His fingers fisted in her hair. The silky strands caught in his rough hands as he pulled them tight. His body throbbed when she purred and tried to get closer.
“Tell me, or I will stop.”
“Me.”
“I’m neglecting you?”
“Uh-huh.”
“How am I neglecting you?” Ben teased as he lowered his mouth to hers. The gentle caress was all he allowed before moving down her neck.
“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, tilting her head to give him better access.
“Angelina, tell me.”
“Neglecting my,” she trailed off. She couldn’t think when he hit that spot under her ear.
“Am I neglecting your wet pussy? How about these nipples? Do they need my mouth? Did I hurt your feelings, Shorty?”
“Yes,” Angelina didn’t care what she agreed to. Any of it. All of it. She just needed more.
“I hear having your pussy licked is the best way to cure hurt feelings.”
“Ben,” she pleaded.
Without taking his mouth off her, he walked toward the house. Each step bounced her on his cock until she writhed in his arms, begging him. It was the best thing he had ever heard. The only thing he wanted to hear again.
It took a herculean effort to tear his mouth from her. It had to be done. If not, it was going to be over before they got started. Ben tore open the front door, kicked it closed, and flipped the lock before he crossed the living room to the stairs.
Angelina tugged his shirt up. Her hands needed to explore. She watched the muscles flex as he carried her. For the first time in her life, she was glad she was small. Clenching her thighs against his sides, she let her hands roam over his skin. When his hand cracked across her ass, a wanton moan escaped.
“My woman likes her ass smacked.”
She could have sworn on her reputation that having a giant egotistical man smack her ass would have been degrading. She would have been wrong. So very wrong. That delicious heat had her entire body tingling, begging for more. All she could feel was the emptiness. Her body craved him.
