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Alexis
Even with her eyes closed, her body was overcome with sensation. Kane’s chiseled body swiveled in between her legs, driving her mad, while his tongue tormented her nipples. When he nipped one, she gasped, her back arching.
She was dripping for him, legs spread and hips rocking against his. All she could think was deeper, harder, faster. MORE.
His cock was so big, it touched every inch inside of her. Every hot, wet place that longed for him. And when he finally released her wrists, she could barely move because she was so lost in sensation.
“Open your eyes,” Kane said.
She did, obeying immediately. His face was above hers, body poised to plunge again. She gripped his arms, thick with muscle, full of ink and art.
“I want to see your eyes when you come.”
Alexis ran her hands up his shoulders and then dug her fingers into the back of his hair. Squeezing tight when he started to plunge. She shoved her hips at the same time, taking him as deep as possible, over and over again until a soft sob slipped out.
“Kane, please,” she murmured.
He continued to fuck her, as much of an expert with his body and hers as he was with ink. She kept her eyes locked on his, but couldn’t stop the moans of pleasure that kept escaping.
“You’re already trying to milk my cock,” he said. “This pussy belongs to me.”
“Only you.”
He slammed into her again. Her tits bounced, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh arose in the room. A few more thrusts and she cried out again, fingers squeezing in his hair.
“Kane!”
“Fuck,” he hissed, hips jerking against hers.
When he came inside of her, she could feel the heat, feeling the pulse if his cock as it emptied deep inside her.
One more thrust and she shot over the top, her body shuddering against his. Her clit throbbed, pounding to the time of her heart. She squeezed her thighs tight around him, holding him close until they could both breathe again.
Kane pulled out of her, his cum dripping on her legs. He sat up, putting his feet flat on the floor, and turned to look at her. His eyes went from her lips to her breasts, down to her pussy and back up again and she got hot all over again.
“Damn.” He smiled at her. “If I would have known this was underneath your flannels and combats boots, I might have tried to get in your pants a little sooner.”
She smacked his arm, but her grin was satisfied. “You didn’t try to get into my pants because you’re the boss, remember?”
He set his hand on her thigh. “I didn’t know what else to do. It seemed like the best course of action.”
“What did?”
“Treating you like a regular employee. But you’re not, Alexis. You’re…”
Her eyes locked on his, waiting. When he just shook his head, she sat up, disappointment coursing through her.
“I should get going,” Alexis said.
Kane retrieved her bra and panties, but didn’t pass them over yet. “Don’t go. Come home with me. I owe you an explanation.”
She was almost ready to decline, not up to going through this with him again, but he looked sincere.
“Please,” he said.
Alexis nodded and took her clothes to get dressed.
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Kane’s place wasn’t far from hers, a simple studio apartment that held more charm than she expected. She followed him to the living room. He brought them both a beer and opened hers before handing it over.
“I like your place,” she said.
“Me too. It suits me.”
She nodded, wondering how many other women he’d brought here. How many of them he was thinking about right now.
“You have questions,” he said, sitting next to her. He took one long pull on his beer. “Go ahead and ask.”
“I…don’t know. I’m confused. First you hate me, and the—”
“I didn’t hate you.”
“You treated me like—”
“I couldn’t fucking get you out of my mind.” He set aside his beer and pulled her onto his lap. “You’ve been there for weeks, making me think I’m losing my mind.”
Her throat dried. She met his eyes, searching for understanding. Surprised. “But…what about all the other women?”
“A distraction. They’d come in, I’d laugh and joke, but I wasn’t with any of them after you started. I couldn’t be. They weren’t for me.”
Her breath caught. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying you’re the one for me.”
“Kane…”
“Don’t give me any bullshit about us working together or being professional. This is the way it is.”
She kissed him, scooting forward on his lap to get as close as possible. He gripped her hips, cock growing hard.
He cupped her cheeks between his palms. “Tell me you understand.”
“I understand.”
And in her urgency to make him understand how she felt, she kissed him again and again, running her hands up his chest and down.
“Take me to bed,” she said.
He stood with her still in his lap and carried her to his bedroom.