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She was no longer leaning against her desk She had lifted herself onto it, sitting poised on the edge with her shapely, silken legs crossed Red gold curls cascaded around her like silken flaain, what do you want?" she asked archly "Or did you decide to coht? Keep it up, Zeke, and you may find yourself shackled to a bed somewhere with your own handcuffs"
He snorted at the threat "I don’t think so"
He watched her, sirew like a sickness inside hi that The more he tried, the harder it became The more he denied himself, the more he ached for what he shouldn’t have
"You deliberatelyaround that restaurant in that little skirt, daring me to take you"
Her brow arched "Are you paranoid, Zeke? Maybe you just needed to see it as a dare so you could have an excuse to do so to do anyway"
"And that would be?" He forced the words past his lips as he stepped closer
Her tongue, daaze lowered to his thighs, then back to his eyes "You’re dying to have , seductive "You want me so damned bad you can’t stand it, and you refuse to ad it
Before he could curb the impulse he took the last steps to her, wrapped one hand around the back of her neck, tilted her chin back with his thu pleasure exploded through his senses as her lips parted for hied to his hardened cock, and had hiet closer to her
The taste of her was liquid hot as she arched against hi her head tilted back, he devoured her lips, her tongue He slid his hand up her thigh, touched the wet panel of her panties, and groaned at the heat he found there
"You’re like an addiction" He nipped at her lips as he released her neck, only to drag the hem of her camisole up, over the filraainst him
"Twelve steps to co her jaw "Fuck, Rogue How the hell am I supposed to do my job when all I think about is the taste and feel of you?"
"Take breaks to feed the addiction?" Breathy, sensual, her voice had his body tightening further
"That would be a hell of a lot of breaks" It was a hell of a good idea
Rogue tilted her head back as Zeke’s lips continued their ca her jaw to her ear Shudders of pleasure raced through her body at each lick of his tongue, each nip of his lips
It was like being consuainst her
The heat, the lightening stroke of rapture God, she needed more So ed for it as the heat continued to build in her pussy, the tension tightening in her clit
The feel of his calloused palh to steal her breath The stroke of his thu-sharp sensation to attack her wo in sensual overload In the hunger that wrapped around her and sank into her flesh Nothing ht he was addicted, it was nothing coh she were drowning in the pleasure, drowning in the complete abandon her nerve endings as his fingertips brushed between her thighs, then over the dampness of her panties Heated and wet, her juices spilled fro her for his possession
Oh boy, she hoped he possessed her She was about to explode with need Tension built inside her, drawing her tight as her knees lifted Her shoes dropped froainst the desk and propped her bare heels on the edge
"Da as she leaned back and flashed hiainst her pussy, rubbing the silk of her panties against her clit as she lifted her hips to hiet better," he pro any better, then cried out in surprise as his lips lowered to the tops of her breasts
He licked over the swollen rise of flesh above her bra His teeth raked the sensitive flesh, and his fingers drew patterns of heated ecstasy on the silk between her thighs
It was too much Too much sensation Too much need
"Zeke, please" Her head fell back on her shoulders as she fought to hold herself up
Palms planted on the top of the desk, her arms trembled with the effort to stay in place
"What do you need, baby?" His cheek brushed over a hard nipple "Tell me what you need"
What did she need? She needed so much She needed to be touched, everywhere She needed to sink into his skin and never be without hiue," he breathed over the hard tip of her nipple "Tell ue lifted her head to stare down at hi nearly all of her strength
"Suck my nipple," she demanded, not to be outdone "Suck it hard and deep, Zeke"