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She lifted her eyes to meet his. “Please don’t.”
He kicked the chairs back, moved her to lean against his desk, and kissed her hard. His mouth opened to her, and their tongues tasted deep inside each other. She mewled and kissed a trail from his mouth to his ear.
“I want you,” she whispered.
He growled, lifted her to sit on the desk, pushed up her skirt to allow her legs to spread apart, and stood close to her. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve known. I should take you back to my apartment, but I’m not sure I can wait that long.”
She let her head fall back, and he kissed her neck down to the point of her V-neck blouse. He slid a hand under the back of her blouse, untucking it. The delicious mixture of pain, need, and pleasure settled over her, and she lost all sense of the world around her. The demand for sex her body craved consumed every brain cell in her head.
Tristan deliberately unbuttoned each button on her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. He let his hand trail between her breasts and smiled when she shuttered. He bent his head and sucked in one of her nipples through her bra. She raked her hands through his hair and pushed him harder against her.
One hand slid up her skirt and moved aside the string of her thong underwear, letting a finger trace the inside of her folds. She took off her bra, and he cupped a breast with one hand, placing her nipple between two fingers and squeezing.
She hissed, dropped her head back again, and closed her eyes. “Tristan.”
He moved his finger to her clit and circled the hard nub. Her legs twitched, and she leaned back.
He stopped, tugged on her thong, and said, “I want this off. I want nothing stopping me from getting to you.”
She was all too eager to comply, and together, they slid off the underwear and let it fall to the floor. He dropped to his knees and placed her legs on his shoulders. Then he let his tongue circle the places his finger had before. Her legs twitched again, and she arched her back. When he sucked in her nub, she exploded in pleasure, letting the pleasure completely blanket her.
In what felt like the blink of an eye, his pants were down, and the head of his cock was pushing her open. He pushed and drove himself deep into her, pulling out just enough for the head to remain, and then drove himself in deeper. He held her hips, helping her balance while creating a rhythm of push and pull that brought both of them close to the edge.
“Giselle,” Tristan said. “Open your eyes. Watch me.”
She lifted her head and did as he said. She saw the dragon deep inside his soul and opened herself to let her panther come out and play. Her pleasure increased beyond what she could handle, and the orgasm seized her body. Her walls squeezed his cock, and it wasn’t long before he climaxed, and they dropped back on the desk.
They lay quiet for several minutes.
He stood, pulled up his pants, and helped her off the desk. “I’m not sure what came over me.”
“I don’t care.”
“Excuse me?”
“I don’t care what came over you. I’ve wanted that to happen since you came to me and asked me to take on this Ambassadorship.” She placed a hand on his arm to help her balance as she put on her underwear.
When they were dressed and put back together, Tristan righted the chairs, sat in one, and asked Giselle to sit in the other.
“I don’t know for sure if Jada is involved in this. But you need to prepare yourself for the worst-case scenario.”
Giselle patted his leg. “I know, but I also know that if Jada is involved in this, she is still alive.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because she’s a fighter.”
“But you don’t know what she’s up against.”
Giselle stood and put her hands on her hips. “No, I don’t, but like I said, she’s a fighter.”
“How do you know she can handle fighting whatever is going on?”
She walked to the door, bent down to pick up her thong, and stuffed it into her bra. “Because I’m the one who taught her.”
Chapter Fourteen
Blake
