“Not even that.”Feeling a wave of relief rush through me, I turn and watch Rosco make his way toward us with a look of annoyance on his face.“We’re nothing more than business acquaintances,” he continues, reaching out and wrapping an arm around me, and while I let out a gasp of shock over his sudd
[Denali’s POV]Rosco’s hand pushes between my legs, and his fingers press against my pussy, causing an embarrassing moan to escape me.“Rosco,” I whimper, clawing his shoulders. “What are you doing?”“Punishing you,” he husks, pressing harder so that his fingers push between my folds despite my pant
Nodding, I grasp Rosco’s shoulders to support myself and begin to move.“Please,” I whisper, trying to ignore the desperate need I feel. “Please, can I cum?”“What was that?” He asks, sliding his hands from my hips to my ass so that he can give it a squeeze. “I can’t hear you.”Shit. He really wasn’
[Denali’s POV] I stare down at the ingredients in front of me. Since Rosco left for work that morning, I was pouring my heart and soul into this dinner. Due to Nadia’s sudden arrival, I didn’t get to cook for him, so I was going to make up for it tonight by planning the perfect evening and then giv
“Dessert?” Rosco repeats, raising a brow. “Does it have anything to do with the way you’re dressed?” “Maybe,” I respond, feeling my core twitch in anticipation. “But you have to finish with dinner first.” At my words, Rosco quickly finishes off his second portion of stew. When he finishes, he push
[Rosco’s POV]I shove deep into Denali while she claws at my skin. Dammit, this woman was going to be the death of me. She could act so insecure and innocent one minute and so fucking seductive the next. I was sure she had no idea just what she did to me every time she asked me to do things to her.
“Thank you,” she giggles when I pull out.“Are you really thanking me for using you as I please?” I ask, leaning back on my knees. “Did you like it that much?”“I may have,” she admits, giving a shy smile.“Fucking dammit,” I snarl, leaping forward and pinning her beneath me. “Do you know how fuckin
[Nadia’s POV]I storm to my car, and once I’m inside, I punch the steering wheel again and again until my knuckles begin to drip with blood and pain races up my arms in an attempt to calm me from the fiery rage that has taken over.“That bitch!” I growl, remembering the way Rosco’s precious wife act