“You’re bossy.”
No, I’m not.
“I’m dominant.There’s a difference.”
Gemma tips her head.“Dominant.Is that something you are with your business colleagues or with women you date?”
Little witch.
“For the last time, I do not date.This is business.”
Her grin appears, a sparkle in her eyes.“Good.Then you can start this business meeting by telling me why you want to buy me out of the contract.”
I was wrong: Gemma Ford is a she-devil.
She’s not half as innocent as I think she is.
“Touche,” I say.
I spend the rest of the meal watching her eat, fighting my erection and wondering if she knows something I don’t.Namely, that I can’t seem to extricate this woman out of my life.
And there’s only one reason for that.
I don’t fucking want to.
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ON THE WAY back tothe office, I roll up the privacy screen and turn to face her.The chemistry between us has been building for the past hour.
Not being able to touch her makes my skin itch, and I’m about to fucking explode.
“Gemma.”
Her fully dilated eyes lift to mine knowingly.
I cup her face and slam my mouth down on hers, and the groan she lets out drives me further, tugging her against my chest.
The floral blast of her perfume almost undoes me.
I undo my pants and place her hand on my cock.
“Drew...”
“Suck me, Gemma.I need your mouth on my shaft now.”
“We shouldn’t—” I slip my fingers under her dress and tug her panties until they snap.“Oh, God.”
When I push her legs apart and slide two fingers roughly inside her, I see her brain switch off and body take over.
“You’re going to come while you suck my dick.Then, when we get to the office, you will walk back inside like a good girl.Okay?”
Fire flares in her globes.
She leans down and takes my cock in her mouth, and I lean around her so I can keep finger fucking her sweet pussy.Jesus Christ,she’s dripping down my fingers.
The moment her hot mouth tightens around my cock, I almost come.
“Yes, fuck,” I cry.“Right down your throat.Go faster.Suck me harder.”