“I’m telling you right here, right now, nobody is that good a fuck.” I let my finger trace the line of her jaw, down her long neck to her pronounced collarbone.
She let out a shaky breath as my finger traced the underside of both tits. “You can’t know that.”
“Oh, but I do know that, Addison.” I rested one forearm on the wall beside her and tilted her head up, so we were eye to eye, letting the other hand slide into the tight fit of her jeans.
“I could push you down to your knees right now, shove my cock down your throat until you tremble with need before I bend you over my desk and fuck the life out of you. I’ll leave you trembling with need and hungry for more, but you still won’t have any Ashby information. This is me being kind.”
Beck rolled her eyes, but when they opened back on me, I saw how dark they were. Filled to capacity with heat and desire.
“Sounds really kind,” she offered up with too much sarcasm. And a sexy little gasp.
I teased her, brushing my fingertips back and forth over swollen pussy lips. “I could fuck you and give you nothing, Addison.” I pushed through her swollen lips and found her clit swollen and wet. One finger slid inside, and she gasped. I added another, and she let out a low guttural moan.
“Oh,” she moaned and let her head fall against the wall with a thud.
“Yeah, you need a good fuck, don’t you, Addison?” Two fingers thrust deep again and again, and her hips rolled, pushing up against my hand while I pumped into her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
“How long’s it been since you had a proper fuck?” She moaned and grabbed my wrist like she was in charge. “Better yet, how long since you had an improper fuck?”
Her orgasm was close. So fucking close, and if this were another woman, another time and place, I might let her.
Maybe.
My fingers stilled as her pussy clenched around me. “I could do all that, but I’d rather just talk business with you. We can talk about how much it’ll cost you to get the fuck out of my state and never look back. Give me your number, and I’ll give you a fuck you’ll think about until you’re old and gray.”
Big blue eyes opened, and she sucked in a breath as if that would ease the letdown of an almost orgasm. Beck let her breath out slowly to cool her desire, and when she finished, she stood a little taller as she attempted to put some distance between us. But I was bigger and stronger, and I refused to budge. “I’m not interested in your fucking money, Jasper.”
“Bullshit,” I groaned and slowly pulled my fingers from her body before I pressed my hard cock against her body. I let Beck feel how hard I was already; how genuine I was about my offer. Lust flared in her eyes, and I took her hand and put it on my cock. “You need to figure out what the fuck you want, Agent Beck, and get back to me.”
Her skin flushed at my words, and I laughed.
“If you still want to ride this cock on your way out of town, I’m happy to oblige. I gotta tell ya, I’m curious if your cunt hair is as bright as these curls.” I twirled a curl around my forefinger and smiled.
Beck sucked in a shocked breath and pushed at my chest, harder this time. I took a step back and then another. “Fuck off, Jasper.” She yanked my office door open, revealing another redhead, this one with straight strawberry blonde hair and big meaty tits that made my mouth water for a quick fuck.
I flashed a smile at Mo, wondering if she was up for a quick orgasm. Or two.
Chapter Sixteen
Mo
It was ten past three in the morning, and my shift at Lucky Lopez was over. I knew what I had to do, pull up my big girl panties and tell Jasper the truth. I couldn’t do any more of these late-night shifts. He’d want to know why, then again, after seeing Agent Beck flee his office looking flushed and satisfied, maybe he wouldn’t give a shit.
Don’t kid yourself.
I nibbled my lip and shook my head, staring straight ahead but seeing no details. Jasper would want an answer, and I didn’t have one other than, I can’t keep working sixteen to eighteen hour days while pregnant. If I decided to stay pregnant.
Who the fuck am I kidding?
Okay, yeah, I was pretty sure that I was probably, almost certainly, keeping the baby. This was my chance to have a family of my own. Straighten up my life. And a precious child would do just that.