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I feel so fucking powerful. Knowing that I’m the one making her body sing. I’m the one making her writhe with ecstasy. I’m the one bringing her right to the edge of her control.

At the end of the day, the single dads may not get the superstars. But tonight, I’m the one taking this superstar all the way to the moon.

Gripping my shoulders, she begins to shake violently. Having her right on the edge of her orgasm, I close my mouth around her clit and slide a finger inside her slick opening. Her womanhood is an inferno, hot and tight and pulsing around my knuckles, begging to be stuffed.

“Another finger?” I ask her because I like to see her desperate, I like to feel her body begging.

She bobs her head vigorously. “Another finger.”

Letting a smile unfold across my face, I give her what she wants, adding a second finger. Giving her what she wants is quickly becoming one of my favorite things in the world. Making this woman happy makes me so overwhelmingly happy.

One little curl of my fingers is all it takes and her body goes taut. A rush of wetness bursts onto my lips and hand as she screeches my name.

Her orgasm stretches out, her knees gripping me in a headlock. I smile against her pussy, absolutely loving it here.

When she finally collapses atop the counter, she’s a panting, sweaty, gorgeous mess. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. I scoop her up into my arms.

“So fucking pretty,” I whisper, brushing away the hair that clings to her forehead.

Her arms come around my neck for balance and I cover her mouth in another kiss. To make sure she can taste herself on my lips. So she knows how sweet she is. So she understands why I’m addicted to her flavor.

She’s panting when she breaks free of the kiss, looks at me with dazed eyes and makes another simple demand. “Fuck me.”

Whoa.

I don’t know why that demand takes me a little bit by surprise. I want her. I do. I want to take her home where I can spread her out on my bed and fuck her senseless for hours.

But there’s so much at stake here.

I hesitate. “We could be setting ourselves up for disappointment,” I warn. She and I both know that things between us can’t go anywhere. She’s looking for the real thing. I’ve accepted that a love like that is not in the cards for me.

Inez smirks. “Thanks for the heads up, Boss Man. To be honest, I’m not really coming into this with high hopes, knowing that you kiss like a bearded toilet plunger and all.”

“What?!” I choke out a laugh.

“Sexual performance is probably not your biggest strength. That’s okay. I’m a simple girl.” She sends me a playful wink.

I fail to fight back a smile. Then I reach my hand under her skirt and smack her butt for teasing me. “Always so fucking sassy.” Damn. I love the way her flesh feels under my hand.

Inez lets out a little yelp. “Nolan Theodore Brighton—did you just spank me?” She laughs disbelievingly, her jaw hanging open.

“It’s been a long time coming. I’ve warned you about that mouth of yours.”

Her laughter falls away and her face shifts, suddenly becoming serious. Biting her lower lip, she stares up at me. “I’ve wanted you for so long that—to be honest—I don’t care about the consequences. All I care about is us, right now, in this moment.”

Shit. This woman is so sexy. And so damn out of my league.

But I’m a greedy asshole. So I kiss her again.Fuck it. “So you want me to fuck you?”

She nods, grazing her lips along my jaw. “I’m dying to feel your cock inside me, Nolan. I want it so much.” She slips her hand down the front of my jeans, brushing her fingers over my length.

My knees falter beneath me.

I lean down and taste her lips, so ready to get her completely naked. “You willing to beg for it like a good girl?”

She whimpers against my mouth, tangling her legs around my waist. “If you want me to. I’ll beg for it.”

Securely locking my arms around her back, I grab my keys and carry her toward the emergency exit. “Come on. Let’s get you home.”

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