undramatic you are.”
In turn, he rubbed his chin against the top of her head and traced the outline of her shoulder. “You don’t have to go to the office. The job offer still stands.”
His voice vibrated, but not with its usual levity. She’d only heard him this serious when talking about his business. She propped on her elbow to see if his face matched his voice. Yep. A furrowed brow and clenched jaw from the man who’d filled her with such unexpected laughter, warmth and passion. For both their sakes, she had to reject his offer. “Now more than ever, I can’t. We’re too close.”
“At least you’re admitting it now.”
“Don’t be that way.”
“What way? Sexy? Caring? Delightful?”
And that Baron was back, the one who couldn’t seem to not joke around, but she smelled his arousal starting to pop up. If she didn’t get out of this bed now, she wouldn’t at all. More proof of what she’d just said.
She scooted from under the covers and shuffled to the shower, careful not to run or even walk too fast. The last time she did, it kicked off his tracking instinct and he’d jumped her in the hallway.
Not that she’d minded then, but she didn’t have the time now. Baron grunted out a pitiful, pleading mew, but she shook her head and kept walking.
The locked bathroom door would do piss all to physically keep him out, but the man respected her enough not to intrude once he heard the lock shift. She took her time, preparing herself for a day of clients, sly looks and Belinda. And a day without him.
When she got out of the shower, she padded down the hall with a towel wrapped around her.
Baron sat on the edge of the bed, cock in his hand and pumping. “Don’t move.”
She did. She walked straight to the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out a small pink box. “I have to show you something. My sister Michelle got this for me.”
Baron sucked in his breath as she pulled out the tiny, silver toy. His leg started tapping and he cleared his throat every few milliseconds.
“It comes in two parts connected by this wire. This part goes inside me and this is the controller.”
Muscled hands worked overtime. Through slotted eyes and clenched lips he grunted out, “Show me.”
“You’re jumping ahead of yourself. There’s a way to do this.” She put on her bra and shirt, both from five pounds ago. They were tight and although the bra dug a little in the back, it pushed her girls to the sky. She found black boy shorts next, but didn’t slip her panties on just yet.
Items in hand, she walked over to bed. It, and the man on it, were enveloped in the scents of last night’s lovemaking and this morning’s lust. More fuel for the fire.
“Can I—”
“No, Baron. I told you. I have to go to work.”
“I really don’t want this to be your day in control.”
“Shhh...”
“I’ll make you pay for this tomorrow.”
She sure hoped so, but for now, she still held the reigns. “Lie down on the bed. No, not like that. Upside down, bring your head here, over the edge. I want to make sure you see me put my toy in.”
It was officially that fastest she’d ever seen him move, scrambling like an eager moth to a flame – a big, bad wolf rendered powerless by her. When his head hung right where it should be, she put one foot on the mattress beside him and ruffled his hair. “Can you see it?”
“Let me taste you.” It was less of a question and more of a growl. He was close to finishing. His chest rose and fell like little sparrow’s wings, but she assumed he’d wait, in hopes of being inside her when the time came. She wouldn’t let him.
“No.” Legs spread, she pushed the toy inside, taking a moment to enjoy the rush of something cool and metallic, so different from that throbbing, heated, perfect thing she’d grown accustomed to having inside her body since meeting Baron.
She didn’t dare turn the toy on, but that didn’t seem to matter to Baron. He grunted low in his chest and
In turn, he rubbed his chin against the top of her head and traced the outline of her shoulder. “You don’t have to go to the office. The job offer still stands.”
His voice vibrated, but not with its usual levity. She’d only heard him this serious when talking about his business. She propped on her elbow to see if his face matched his voice. Yep. A furrowed brow and clenched jaw from the man who’d filled her with such unexpected laughter, warmth and passion. For both their sakes, she had to reject his offer. “Now more than ever, I can’t. We’re too close.”
“At least you’re admitting it now.”
“Don’t be that way.”
“What way? Sexy? Caring? Delightful?”
And that Baron was back, the one who couldn’t seem to not joke around, but she smelled his arousal starting to pop up. If she didn’t get out of this bed now, she wouldn’t at all. More proof of what she’d just said.
She scooted from under the covers and shuffled to the shower, careful not to run or even walk too fast. The last time she did, it kicked off his tracking instinct and he’d jumped her in the hallway.
Not that she’d minded then, but she didn’t have the time now. Baron grunted out a pitiful, pleading mew, but she shook her head and kept walking.
The locked bathroom door would do piss all to physically keep him out, but the man respected her enough not to intrude once he heard the lock shift. She took her time, preparing herself for a day of clients, sly looks and Belinda. And a day without him.
When she got out of the shower, she padded down the hall with a towel wrapped around her.
Baron sat on the edge of the bed, cock in his hand and pumping. “Don’t move.”
She did. She walked straight to the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out a small pink box. “I have to show you something. My sister Michelle got this for me.”
Baron sucked in his breath as she pulled out the tiny, silver toy. His leg started tapping and he cleared his throat every few milliseconds.
“It comes in two parts connected by this wire. This part goes inside me and this is the controller.”
Muscled hands worked overtime. Through slotted eyes and clenched lips he grunted out, “Show me.”
“You’re jumping ahead of yourself. There’s a way to do this.” She put on her bra and shirt, both from five pounds ago. They were tight and although the bra dug a little in the back, it pushed her girls to the sky. She found black boy shorts next, but didn’t slip her panties on just yet.
Items in hand, she walked over to bed. It, and the man on it, were enveloped in the scents of last night’s lovemaking and this morning’s lust. More fuel for the fire.
“Can I—”
“No, Baron. I told you. I have to go to work.”
“I really don’t want this to be your day in control.”
“Shhh...”
“I’ll make you pay for this tomorrow.”
She sure hoped so, but for now, she still held the reigns. “Lie down on the bed. No, not like that. Upside down, bring your head here, over the edge. I want to make sure you see me put my toy in.”
It was officially that fastest she’d ever seen him move, scrambling like an eager moth to a flame – a big, bad wolf rendered powerless by her. When his head hung right where it should be, she put one foot on the mattress beside him and ruffled his hair. “Can you see it?”
“Let me taste you.” It was less of a question and more of a growl. He was close to finishing. His chest rose and fell like little sparrow’s wings, but she assumed he’d wait, in hopes of being inside her when the time came. She wouldn’t let him.
“No.” Legs spread, she pushed the toy inside, taking a moment to enjoy the rush of something cool and metallic, so different from that throbbing, heated, perfect thing she’d grown accustomed to having inside her body since meeting Baron.
She didn’t dare turn the toy on, but that didn’t seem to matter to Baron. He grunted low in his chest and
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