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Shane tried to calm the rage burning in his chest. He guided Avarie toward his office, unable to take his hand off her.
“Cancel the rest of my day,” he snapped, walking past Oliver.
His assistant’s eyes widened once he met Shane’s glare. “Yes, Mr. King,” Oliver replied without question.
Shane appreciated his assistant and knew Oliver would take care of everything. He made a mental note to make sure Oliver was compensated handsomely for his dedication.
“I’ll ensure you aren’t disturbed, sir.”
Avarie’s heels clicked behind Shane. He pushed her into his office and slammed the door.
“Shane—”
His lips clamped onto hers, cutting her off. He gripped her face in his hands and angled his head. He turned her, forcing her to back up until her shoulders hit the wall. His lips captured her moan; he was unwilling to let her go.
Her hands shoved his jacket off his shoulders. He yanked it off and threw it behind him, not caring where it landed.
Sliding his hands down to her thighs, he forced her skirt up. He tore his lips from hers and placed open, wet kisses along her jawline to her neck. He scraped his teeth along the softness of her skin. An animalistic need to mark her as his filled his chest.
Their movements were jerky and rushed. His fingers met the edge of her panties, and he yanked them down her legs. She kicked them off, whispering his name as he lifted her off the floor and pressed her to the wall. Her fingers clenched his shoulders while she wrapped her legs around him.
A dense fog overcame him. His cock throbbed with the need to be inside her.
They both fumbled with his belt and pants until finally they freed his hard length.
“Avarie,” he growled.
He gripped his erection and guided himself to her slick entrance, thrusting forward. He sucked in a deep breath and sank deep inside her.
He was home.
“Shane!”
He pulled back and rammed into her. His hips moved of their own accord, pounding into her. He held on to her tight while her body arched against him, taking everything he gave her without complaints.
Hell, the way her nails dug into his shoulders, he was sure he was going to have marks.
He’d wear them with pride.
Shane changed the angle of his thrusts, his length brushing her clit. She released a grunt and tightened her grip on him.
“Avarie!” Her name spilled from his lips.
The sounds of the lovemaking filled the air. He couldn’t care less who heard them.
He couldn’t get enough of her.
She was everything he wanted in a woman. Watching her stand her ground and defend herself had been arousing, but he’d had to step in.
No one would disrespect his woman.
Conrad was lucky Shane hadn’t leaped across the table and slammed his fist in his face.
Her slick walls clamped down on him. Her body tensed as she fell apart with a cry. He thrust repeatedly before spilling inside her with a shout. He pumped his hips a few more times then went still, remaining buried inside her.
She leaned her forehead on his, breathing just as hard as he was. He closed his eyes and basked in the feel of her tight walls still gripping his softening cock.
