keeper! You’re mine.”
“Wow, Clay. It’s the year 2013. The caveman act has got to stop. You act as if I am a toy that you get to do with what you want then put back on the shelf when you’re tired of it.”
She’d been wrong. Clay was beautifully dark—even more so when she had him riled up.
He advanced on her, and grabbing her wrist, he pulled her up until she was pressed fully against him. His lips inches from hers, he growled out, “You will not go with him. It isn’t just the fact that you’re mine. There is something wrong with him.” That got her angry.
“You think something’s wrong with him? Or do you really mean something is wrong with me?” she exclaimed.
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I’ve never been what you wanted. It was always Lilith. Now that someone does want me, something’s wrong with him?”
Clay’s eyes seemed to darken even more as he snarled and pressed her against the wall. If she didn’t know him, she would have been afraid. He grabbed her other arm and had her successfully pinned to the wall.
“I’ve always wanted you. When will you get that through your fucking head?”
“You only want me when it’s convenient to want me.” Her chest was rising and falling quickly as she pushed against him with her hands on his chest.
“Let me go.”
“No.”
She gasped as invisible hands seem to pull her skirt and panties down her body. Clay was using his abilities to undress her. He slanted his lips over hers, the kiss heated and probing. The skirt and the panties pooled at her feet.
How’s this for wanting you? He thrust his tongue into her mouth and swirled it around. She moaned as his touch and taste flooded her senses. She had no defense against him, and he knew it.
After tugging at her bottom lip, he drew back, panting hard. “Well?”
“All it shows is that you wish to fuck me. Well, go ahead. Fuck me, Clay.” Once more he proved that he could turn her into a human puddle of goo with just a mere kiss. It didn’t take much in truth, which either meant she was easy or that she was hard up. She didn’t know which was worse.
“Oh I’m definitely going to fuck you, baby. It will be nice and hard until we are both screaming our pleasure.”
Her hair had fallen out of the French roll she’d retained it in that morning and was around her shoulders. With her gasps filling the room and her blessing for him to fuck her, he went back to the task.
He let her hands go, and she arched into him, cupping the back of his head. Smoothing her hands down his arms, she undid his slacks and shoved her hands inside to cup his ass. She rubbed her hands over the strong flesh of his ass and purred as he helped her get him out of his pants by pushing them the rest of the way down.
He made quick work of her blouse, tossing it to the office floor. A wicked grin came over his face as he unsnapped the bra, leaving it for her to shrug out of it. He spun her away from him, smacking his hand against her ass. She uttered a low cry as the sting sent pleasure straight to her clit.
“Mmm, what a sexy ass you have, baby.”
“Clay! We don’t have any lube.”
He chuckled and then his hot breath was at her ear. “Lover, you own a sex shop. Write some off.”
She couldn’t help but laugh at that herself. “You always make my brain scramble.”
He nipped her ear harder. “Don’t move. You stay right there, and I’m going to go get that lube.” She heard him shuffling around and shot him a look. But she stayed pinned to the wall as he’d requested. The noise she’d heard was him kicking off his shoes and pants and then tossing his shirt to the floor. He was now gloriously naked. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to stem some of the throbbing there, but that only made it worse. She moaned.
“Hurry, Clay! Hell, you’re a demon, move faster.” She gasped as she felt him up against her back again.
“That fast enough?” She heard the sound of what she
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