made her want to weep.
And she wanted to hate him for making her so vulnerable. "Let me up." She placed her palms at her side and started —
He flattened himself over her like a blanket. "Stay," he whispered. "Just…relax. Let me take care of you."
Oh, god. It was the last thing she could afford. He was only temporary. Like everyone else he would leave.
And this time…she might not get back up.
He lifted himself a little, and she thought he would free her.
But he halted only inches above her.
And nudged her legs apart. "Let me in, Dani. Let someone in for a change."
"No." She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed upward to dislodge him—
Before she could, he was inside her, his voice murmuring soft words, tender words she tried so hard not to hear.
His hand slid below her belly and shifted the angle so he could go deeper, and his fingers slid into her folds and teased at the clit that was a tangle of unspent passion begging for release. Inexorably he stroked in and out of her, his body a warm, comforting blanket, his hand covering her mound as if she were cherished, his voice a comfort, a balm.
"No…" she whimpered. But she was already coming, caught in a wave of lust and longing, of comfort and torment, of soft sweet words that dissolved her barriers and left her open to him…
From one soft word, one languid stroke to the next, she crest…soared…flew into a bliss she'd never known.
And Sam flooded her thirsting tissues with his seed, her dried-up heart with his promises, her terrified mind with words she couldn't afford to hear..
Then he rolled to the side, still inside her, cradling her in his arms as though she were something precious, while tears trickled from her eyes and her heart broke open and…for a sweet, shining moment, Dani knew a fragile, beautiful sense of peace.
And slid into slumber in his arms.
Chapter Six
HIS DICK WAS CLASPED INSIDE her wet warmth. Luke's hand closed over her breast and drifted down. God, she was one amazing piece of ass, so fine and wild and wicked.
So fragile and sweet.
His lips curved as he let his fingers drift down to clasp her mound as he thrust his cock into the heat of her—
But he felt instead something familiar. Not Dani, not what he wanted, not where he wanted to be—
Go back. Back to the heat, the fire, the crazy, delicious amazing insanity of making love to her—
Instead all he encountered was his own dick, rock-hard and hungry for her.
"Dani?" But he knew before he even looked.
She was gone, damn her. Nevertheless he cocked one eye open and looked around his darkened office. Registered the echoing sound of the empty club long after closing.
"Adam—" he bellowed.
Adam appeared. His eyes scanned Luke's body, and the hunger he'd often seen there burned as Adam's eyes locked on Luke's aching shaft.
"Where is she?" Luke demanded.
Adam's eyes darkened. He rubbed his own groin as he answered. "I don't know."
"Damn it." Luke groaned and sat up.
"Boss, I could—"
Luke was so pissed that she'd fled. That he'd let himself need her.
That it was he who had fucked up The Game.
He watched Adam's eyes eat him up as he knew Adam's mouth longed to.
He wasn't into guys—at least he'd never thought he was until Dani forced him to let Jean Claude suck his dick. A man's mouth could feel just as good as a woman's, he'd learned.
For a moment he hovered on the edge of indecision.
"I know what you want is her," Adam said. "But I can take the edge off." His face was naked with longing.
"You really like swinging both ways?" Luke asked, already knowing the answer, having watched Adam fuck Dani in his shower. Having seen him with both sexes often enough at the club. "Why?"
One dark eyebrow arched. "No sense limiting yourself from half the population." He grinned and licked his lips. Stroked his crotch.
Luke watched Adam. Stroked his own dick. "We have to work together."
"I can compartmentalize," Adam said, approaching him. "You'll be able to think
And she wanted to hate him for making her so vulnerable. "Let me up." She placed her palms at her side and started —
He flattened himself over her like a blanket. "Stay," he whispered. "Just…relax. Let me take care of you."
Oh, god. It was the last thing she could afford. He was only temporary. Like everyone else he would leave.
And this time…she might not get back up.
He lifted himself a little, and she thought he would free her.
But he halted only inches above her.
And nudged her legs apart. "Let me in, Dani. Let someone in for a change."
"No." She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed upward to dislodge him—
Before she could, he was inside her, his voice murmuring soft words, tender words she tried so hard not to hear.
His hand slid below her belly and shifted the angle so he could go deeper, and his fingers slid into her folds and teased at the clit that was a tangle of unspent passion begging for release. Inexorably he stroked in and out of her, his body a warm, comforting blanket, his hand covering her mound as if she were cherished, his voice a comfort, a balm.
"No…" she whimpered. But she was already coming, caught in a wave of lust and longing, of comfort and torment, of soft sweet words that dissolved her barriers and left her open to him…
From one soft word, one languid stroke to the next, she crest…soared…flew into a bliss she'd never known.
And Sam flooded her thirsting tissues with his seed, her dried-up heart with his promises, her terrified mind with words she couldn't afford to hear..
Then he rolled to the side, still inside her, cradling her in his arms as though she were something precious, while tears trickled from her eyes and her heart broke open and…for a sweet, shining moment, Dani knew a fragile, beautiful sense of peace.
And slid into slumber in his arms.
Chapter Six
HIS DICK WAS CLASPED INSIDE her wet warmth. Luke's hand closed over her breast and drifted down. God, she was one amazing piece of ass, so fine and wild and wicked.
So fragile and sweet.
His lips curved as he let his fingers drift down to clasp her mound as he thrust his cock into the heat of her—
But he felt instead something familiar. Not Dani, not what he wanted, not where he wanted to be—
Go back. Back to the heat, the fire, the crazy, delicious amazing insanity of making love to her—
Instead all he encountered was his own dick, rock-hard and hungry for her.
"Dani?" But he knew before he even looked.
She was gone, damn her. Nevertheless he cocked one eye open and looked around his darkened office. Registered the echoing sound of the empty club long after closing.
"Adam—" he bellowed.
Adam appeared. His eyes scanned Luke's body, and the hunger he'd often seen there burned as Adam's eyes locked on Luke's aching shaft.
"Where is she?" Luke demanded.
Adam's eyes darkened. He rubbed his own groin as he answered. "I don't know."
"Damn it." Luke groaned and sat up.
"Boss, I could—"
Luke was so pissed that she'd fled. That he'd let himself need her.
That it was he who had fucked up The Game.
He watched Adam's eyes eat him up as he knew Adam's mouth longed to.
He wasn't into guys—at least he'd never thought he was until Dani forced him to let Jean Claude suck his dick. A man's mouth could feel just as good as a woman's, he'd learned.
For a moment he hovered on the edge of indecision.
"I know what you want is her," Adam said. "But I can take the edge off." His face was naked with longing.
"You really like swinging both ways?" Luke asked, already knowing the answer, having watched Adam fuck Dani in his shower. Having seen him with both sexes often enough at the club. "Why?"
One dark eyebrow arched. "No sense limiting yourself from half the population." He grinned and licked his lips. Stroked his crotch.
Luke watched Adam. Stroked his own dick. "We have to work together."
"I can compartmentalize," Adam said, approaching him. "You'll be able to think
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