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His eyes narrowed as he watched me, then his thu "Are you crying?"

I gave a sniff and jerked noredon, Weiss? Did that bartender say soo fuck hiuy I’ve talked to inin reply, just scowled If possible, he looked even hotter when he scowled--it was an intense sort of look, with his eyes narrowing like darts that could punch a hole right through me Then he cleared his throat and looked away He pulled a bar napkin from his back pocket and handed it to me

I took it without a word, blotted tears from my cheeks and blew my nose "How much have you had to drink?" he asked quietly

"No alcohol I do stupid shit when I drink"

He frowned "So what’s with the crying then?"

I shrugged "You’re my boss, not my psychotherapist"

"Are you going home with that bartender?"

"Is that any of your business?"

Hea hand on the wall abovethe line of ain His Ada it er slipped down the coluht to the deep cleavage of er traced my skin, his touch burned I felt it clear down to ht I couldn’t breathe He pissed me off and turned me on like no other man could I froze as his head dipped so that his lips were mere millimeters from mine I could feel his breath on my face And I didn’t sirl, April Weiss And those are the worst kind"

I frowned, co slowly up e intome to stop hiainst his crotch, rubbing hih his jeans He sucked in his breath and hardened immediately under my touch

"Tell me to stop, April," he whispered

I wouldn’t I continued to rub hiainst his fly His hand was now on h the silky material I let out a little whiers pushed asidethe seaasped, it was into his ue thrust into my mouth, I pressed my chest into his His entire body was hard--almost as hard as the wall behind me I felt enclosed, hemmed in, disoriented I was co a spell around ue

"Did he tell you that you were beautiful?" he whispered, hisits way to my temple now My eyes fluttered closed Transfixed, I could only focus on what his hands were doing One was now relentlessly rubbing against hhih his jeans while the other untucked his shirt and ski He smelled even better

"Did he?"

"Yes," I moaned

"Did he tell you howdrawn under by his spell That gnawing, deep want cutting deep to ical hands

"He wants to taste you He wants his ainst an to feel that faht here in this back alley in no time And I didn’t care I wanted hi the neckline ofintothe cool night air for mere milliseconds before his mouth was on me, as he’d said He suckedon rowl at the back of his throat and bolts of searing lightning streaked right throughinto hi my breath from me He sucked harder, and the ian to spread overover me With a shout that echoed across the alleyway, I ca spasms of pure ecstasy