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“Any other men on the scene?” he asked.

“What do you think?”

He kissed me again, just as gently as before. “I have a feeling there are,” he said onto my lips.

“Yes, but just one.”

Another kiss. “Who?”

“I spent last night with Sean.”

“Sean as well.” He paused. “So if we fuck, here, now, you’ll have a full house, right?”

“I guess.”

“You want that?”

“I want youandI want them.”

“You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

For a moment my heart stuttered. Did he have a problem with it? Had I misjudged the situation? Would he go to the chief and tell him, get us all suspended or worse, fired?

Then he smiled, an utterly filthy curve of his sexy mouth that had my knees weakening and a glut of lust shooting through me. “And I love it, Freya, I love that you’re not afraid to take what you want from your men.”

“You won’t say anything?”

“Hell, no.” He ran his hand down my neck, over the rise of my breast and took hold of the towel tucked at my cleavage. He tugged and it fell to the floor. Cool air washed over my body. “Because if I did, I’d be in the shit too.”

“We haven’t done anything.”

“Give me five seconds.”

“Five seconds…oh…I…” He’d spun me around, fast, tipping me over the table and spreading my legs with his feet quicker than I could react. Which was saying something. I wasn’t exactly easy to overpower.

But damn, it was hot.

My palms slapped on the wood, my breasts flattened.

“You’re going to come real good,” he said, one hand on my right ass cheek, the other between my legs. “And real quick.”

“Balko.” I tried to push up, but he held me firm. His dominant hold excited me further. “Get inside me.”

He did. One fast rush into my pussy. His cock was long and hard and from this angle hit my G-spot.

I cried out, loving it.

“Ah, yeah,” he said, gripping my hips as he withdrew.

He pushed back in. It was fast, but it wasn’t wild. It was controlled and I got to feel each inch of his shaft.

He didn’t linger at full depth. He pulled out, thrust in again.

I bucked back to meet him and he dragged me onto him. My clit was rubbing on the smooth lip of the table.

Each time his balls bashed up against me and he filled me to the max, the air was shoved from my lungs. I screwed up my eyes and enjoyed the growing pressure in my pussy. It was going to be a lovely G-spot orgasm and my pussy was tightening around his Slovak cock.

“How you feeling, boss?”


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