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Kris smiled. “That sounds much more his speed.”
“That’s what he said.”
He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “Don’t worry, Sam. We’re going to be fine. Hell, I’ll even be his first investor if it’ll help him land on his feet.”
“Really?”
“Of course. We’re family, and family takes care of each other.”
He hooked his large hands around my thighs and settled into his seat, chin tilted up towards me as he stared at my lips. The fire in his gaze made my breath hitch, a familiar pool of warmth gathering between my legs.
“Kris, can I…”
“What is it, kitten?”
Instead of giving him an answer, I leaned forward and kissed him, no longer capable of ignoring our undeniable pull.
The two of us had always been magnets, drawn together by an invisible force. At every turn, we seemed to find each other. That fateful night on Valentine’s Day five years ago. The day I came in for my interview and found myself in his office. And now, here in Macau.
Our kisses were tender at first. Sweet and probing, like we were learning the steps of a new dance together. But as we continued to exchange caresses, and heated moans, things quickly descended into an almost controlled madness. Kissing him was like being caught out in the eye of the storm, surrounded by unmatched power, and yet I was totally and completely safe.
“Remember that night in the kitchen?” I rasped against his mouth.
“What about it?” He grunted when I rotated my hips against his hardening cock. He was so hard and hot that I could feel the outline of his length through his pants and the thin fabric of my shorts.
“Show me what you were going to do,” I said, raking my fingers down his solid chest.
“Here?”
“Why not? There’s no one around.”
“I want you to be comfortable, Sam. There’s hardly any—”
I grazed my teeth across his bottom lip. “I want you, Kris. I want you now. I’ve been so damn patient. Please, I don’t think I can wait anymore.”
He growled, slipping a hand down the waistband of my shorts. His fingers slipped past my folds and teased me open. “You want me that bad, huh?”
“Y-yes!”
His smirk was devilish. Kris removed his hand and brought his fingers up to my lips. “Open,” he instructed coolly, like we were on the job. He was calm, collected, and watching me like I was his to devour.
I parted my lips and took his fingers into my mouth, sucking gently. He watched in fascination, his undivided attention making me that much wetter.
“Alright, kitten,” he hummed. “Do you want me to make you feel good?”
I nodded, pussy quivering, my heart drumming loudly in my ear. “Please, Kris. Please, I need you inside of me.”
He threaded his fingers together and put them behind his head. It was sexy as fuck and infuriating all the same to see him so damn cocky. “Go on then,” he said. “Show me how much you can take.”
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Kris
Sam shimmied her shorts off to the best of her ability, the skimpy pink fabric dangling off her left ankle. She brushed the gusset of her cute little panties to the side and slid a hand down, teasing her clit with a circle or two as I undid my belt and pulled myself free of my pants.
I licked my lips. “That’s it, kitten. Show me what you like.”
She blushed furiously, bright pink blooming up her neck, her cheeks, the tips of her ears. “Kris, that’s so—”
