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confessed what was on the tip of his tongue, she’d jackrabbit out of his grasp and be out the door before he could blink so instead he placed the head of his cock at her opening, playing in her wetness. “I’d grab hold of the desk if I were you.” Then he thrust all the way home. She went up on her tiptoes and he used his palms to separate the cheeks of her ass so he could watch himself spear her on every inch of his length. Punching his hips, he listened to her attempt to hold in her moans and slapped one half of her ass. “Don’t. Do. That.”
    “There are other people in—”
    He slapped the other half and she yelped. “I don’t care if the police are outside this door, do not hold back.”
    Sansone brought her back against him in a steady thumping beat that sent his heart into a staccato rhythm. Every push and pull of her tight flesh left a dizzying sensation in its wake. He fucked her as though they were the only ones in the building, the only ones in the city. Her palms hit the desk, and she rolled her hips in time with his thrusts, minute gasps leaving her mouth. He changed the angle and she called out his name.
    “ That’s what I want to hear— my name.” Her succulent ass jiggled on impact, and her finally allowed his lids to slide closed as he attempted to tap every place inside her sodden cunt.
    “Sunny…I’m going to…”
    Wrapping her hair around a fist, he gently but firmly tugged until her head came up and he was able to whisper against her ear, “Come.”
    Her pussy snapped down on his dick and she keened as her inner muscles rippled around him, drawing the come from his scrotum. What felt like bolts of lightning blanketed his sex, and Sansone swallowed down the inclination to roar as her orgasm triggered his own.
    Together they fell forward and rested against the hard wood, attempting to find their equilibrium again.
    Sansone had opened his mouth to say something when a soft knock at Nyssa’s door halted him.
    “Nap was glorious ,”Alana—Nyssa’s assistant—sang from just outside the office. “Your coffee has been made and there was no under-boob involved. Need anything else?”
    The woman beneath him hissed under her breath, “Off…Get. Off.”
    He lifted upwards, and she ran a hand through her now disheveled hair, calling out, “Give me twenty minutes then ask me that again!”
    “Gotcha!”
    When Alana was gone, Nyssa looked at him over one shoulder. “Obviously there is a conversation that needs to take place between you and me.”
    His brows winged. “Was, ‘ Sunny…oh Sunny!’ and ‘ Jesus Christ…Jesus Christ!’ not enough of a verbal exchange?”
    Sighing, she dropped back against the desk. “I think Sammie was on to something when she mentioned that exorcism.”

Chapter Five
     
    “Here.”
    Nyssa eyed the mug in front of her warily, then the man who was holding it. The same man who’d transformed into some crazed sex wizard and managed to puppeteer her body just minutes ago as though he’d had a hand in designing it.
    “Jesus, Nyssa, it’s not like I slipped something in it.” Sansone sighed, waving the cup of coffee. He brought it up to his lips and sipped before saying, “See?”
    Watching him closely, she finally grasped it and tensed when he took the place next to her on her office love seat. He blew out a hard breath. “I’m not going to touch you.”
    She relaxed and her shoulders dropped from their previous position by her ears. It wasn’t like she was trying to be a difficult bitch, but considering her best friend currently had her panties in his pocket because he’d yanked them down her legs for what he called, “a small reminder,”Nyssa wasn’t exactly in the best state of mind at the moment. In all reality, lucidity should’ve set in the minute he’d made her come so hard that her teeth snapped together and yet…it hadn’t. Because she’d had sex with Sansone. Nyssa had had sex with Sansone. God almighty, she’d had sex with