For The Love Of Sir (Doms of Decadence 3)

“Sir, oh, Sir, please,” she begged. More, she needed more. It wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. Just a bit more… a bit more…

Tara screamed as she fell into ecstasy, her whole body shaking as orgasm slammed through her with the finesse of a bull let out of the pen.

She could barely open her eyes as Alex pulled her away from the desk. He held her steady until she had her shaking legs under control.

“Th-thank you, Sir,” she said.

Leaning in, he kissed her forehead. “You’re welcome, baby. Let’s get out of here. Much as I’d like to take you right here and now, Dylan needs his office and I find myself wanting some privacy.”

“Dylan? Do you mean…?”

Alex grinned and nodded to the door. “He started pounding on the door right as you were begging me.”

“Oh my God.” She felt her cheeks growing hot.

Alex raised an eyebrow. “Feeling shy, baby?”

“I guess I just thought we had some privacy.”

He cupped her cheeks. “Let’s get out of here. Your place or mine?”

He grabbed her jeans and held them out to her.

“Yours,” she said as she took hold of her jeans. Her sofa bed wasn’t really built for two. “Umm, what about my panties?”

“You’re never wearing those atrocious things again. I’ll buy you more.”

Like hell he would. But she didn’t intend to stand here half-naked and argue with him. Especially not with Dylan standing on the other side of the door. She hastily dressed and smoothed down her clothes as Alex stood patiently watching.

“Ready?” he asked.

She nodded nervously and took the hand he offered. Her cheeks grew even hotter as he opened the door. She kept her chin up, determined not to show how embarrassed she was. She let out a long breath as she saw the empty passage.

“Must have got sick of waiting,” Alex said with a grin. “Come on, sweetheart.”

He placed a hand on the small of her back as he steered her down the passage and into the empty reception area. She peered through the tinted window. It was raining lightly. Alex turned to her.

“Wait here and I’ll get my car. Don’t move.” He gave her a strict look before striding off.

A warm feeling filled her. She wasn’t used to someone looking after her.

“So you finally managed to get his attention,” a snide voice said. Tara turned to find Carin standing behind her.

“Jealous?” Tara said. She didn’t like confrontations, but she’d had enough of Carin’s bitchiness. The other woman was a bully and Tara couldn’t be bothered putting up with her smart-ass remarks and put-downs.

“Hardly. So Alex wants to slum it? As soon as he’s had his fill of you, he’ll move on and you know it. You’re not exactly in his class.”

The other woman strode off and Tara’s happy mood plummeted. She was right. Alex was gorgeous. Sexy and suave. While she was average. Not ugly, but nowhere close to his league.

A sleek, black car pulled up in front of her. She couldn’t see the make, but it screamed money. She left the reception area and stepped outside.

Alex jumped out and moving around the front of the car, opened her door.

She stared at him. She was definitely out of her league. But she had dreamed about this forever, no way was she going to turn him away. This was one night she intended to burn into her memory forever.

Stepping forward, she let him help her into the car.

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