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He lifted one dark eyebrow mockingly. “Do your worst, baby.”
Ohh, a dare. She smiled slowly, her tongue peeking out to lick her lips as she
shrugged her shirt from her shoulders, slid from the desktop and straddled one hard,
male thigh.
“My worst, huh?” she asked him curiously as she leaned close, her knee pressing,
but exerting no pressure to the sensitive area she had nearly abused before.
He cleared his throat. “Pleasure-wise.”
“Of course.” Her fingers went to his shirt, buttons loosening with each breath he
took as she leaned forward and allowed her tongue to rim his lips. “Only pleasure,
Devril. For now…”
* * * * *
Lucian tensed. Son of a bitch. It was all he could do not to curse aloud as he tried to
follow the conversation between Jesse and the General regarding the new military
contract they were being offered.
He could feel her. What the hell was Dev doing? He knew better than this. He knew
not to allow that little vixen around him alone during business hours. But somehow the
conniving little witch had managed to convince him otherwise. And Lucian was stuck.
There wasn’t a chance in hell of escaping the meeting, and no way to stop what he
knew was coming.
He felt her kiss, that tempting tongue first rimming the lips then sliding softly,
easily, into Dev’s mouth. Heat surged through his body as his cock responded
immediately. Hard, demanding, it strained against his slacks as he suffered through the
impression of a feast of lips, tongues and breathless moans. Damn them, he was going
to kill them both.
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He fought to control his breathing. It wouldn’t do to be panting in front of a
General, a Senator, a military contractor and, worst of all, Jesse. But he could feel the
perspiration gathering on his forehead, the heat whipping through his system.
Where was telepathy when a twin needed it? Unfortunately, that wasn’t a bond he
and Dev had ever developed.
Jesse had warned him about Tally. Warned him to never, ever let her suspect the
weakness the two men shared. When she had stomped into his office from the park, he
had a feeling he had done just that with his hastily spoken words. Now, he was paying
for it.
The sensation of hot lips moved down his neck, his chest. Teasing fingers ran along
the length of his cock, then farther down, rasping the tightening scrotum before
caressing the sensitive flesh just behind it. He was going crazy.
Even worse though, he sensed the feel of her soft flesh against his fingertips. Hard
nipples surrounded by little gold bands. Slick, fiery heat as two fingers pushed slowly
inside her tight pussy. His fist clenched as he fought for control and prayed he could
hold out against the exquisite pleasure. Coming in the middle of a business meeting
wasn’t acceptable. But he had a feeling Tally was pushing just for that.
“You okay, Luc?” General Mornay watched him closely for long seconds as Lucian
fought to clear the dazed pleasure from his mind.
“Fine, General.” He cleared his throat, glancing at Jesse for help. Was he supposed
to be contributing here?
Jesse gave him an odd look before turning to the General, thankfully with an
explanation to whatever question he had asked.
Lucian’s thighs tightened; his whole body screamed with the need for release as the
impression of a hot, moist mouth surrounded the head of his blazing erection. Sweet
Heaven, he prayed, he was not going to survive this. It wasn’t possible.
He could feel sweat gathering at his temples now, a rivulet running down the side
of his face and didn’t dare move to wipe it away. His hands were shaking as his palms
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heated with the feel of her silky hair gliding over them, his fingers clenching as Dev’s
tightened, holding her mouth on his cock, torturing Lucian with the feel of it.
He stared around the room wildly, his gaze finally connecting once again with
Jesse’s and he knew then he would kill