Double Daddy Trouble
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“What if I said I read a memo from the new VP that required you to get naked right now, Miss McCade?”
My eyes shot to his. “You wouldn’t.”
“Try me.”
“Isaac.” I wasn’t very convincing with my warning.
He took a step back, his hand twisting the lock in place. “Take off your fucking clothes now,” he groaned.
I swallowed hard, shimming out of my skirt and unbuttoning my blouse. He took a giant step toward me. His pants shucked on the floor.
“This is so wrong,” I whispered.
“What does your sex panther say?” he teased.
I hissed when his fingers slid between my legs. He pried my folds wide, massaging my clit. Everything was so sensitive, so alive.
“Damn, you’re so wet. So ready for me to fuck you, aren’t you?”
“God, yes.”
I wanted to be swept up in his arms. I wanted him to be deep inside me. He wrapped a leg around his waist and pinned me to the wall. He entered me with a slow thrust.
“Oh, Isaac,” I moaned.
“Shh, baby.”
He pumped inside me. “I want it harder,” I begged.
He groaned as he sank himself inside me. “Fucking perfect.”
He hoisted my other leg to his hip as he drove himself home. He let his passion take off as his fucked me wildly. My legs flew in the air and my tits bounced as we climbed higher and higher. I bit his shoulder to keep my screams from erupting.
I shattered on his cock, coming hard just as he exploded inside me. He tilted my lips toward his, bringing a slow kiss across them.
He carefully lowered me to the floor.
“Shit,” I breathed.
He whispered. “Dylan’s in the hall.”
My eyes flared with surprise. “What?”
“Don’t you dare put your clothes on.” He grinned, walking out of the office and switching places with Dylan.
Dylan smiled. He locked the door in place.
“I heard ownership needed special attention this morning.”
“You-you did?” I gulped for air.
He nodded.
He shrugged his pants to the floor and took a seat on my new white leather chair. “And we want to keep ownership happy.”
My heart did a somersault.
“I heard she’s happiest when things get a little dirty.”