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Tally. Jesse stared at him for a second, confused,
    then with slowly dawning awareness of what must be going on. There were few people
    who knew of the bond Lucian and Devril shared. Jesse was one of them. And if the
    gleam of evil amusement was anything to go by, Lucian was getting ready to pay for
    baiting the other man months before while Terrie had obviously been getting right
    friendly beneath Jesse’s desk.
    “Lucian has been working extensively on this project, gentlemen,” Jesse said matter
    of fact, though his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “I’m certain he can answer your
    questions about development.”
    The man was fucking insane. Lucian shifted in his seat, casting his friend a look of
    retribution as all eyes turned to him. Tally chose that particular moment to rake her
    teeth over the head of Dev’s cock, nearly sending Lucian into heart failure. Dear God,
    the pleasure was streaking through his veins like comets across a night sky, only to
    explode in his brain. He was supposed to discuss something in this condition?
    He cleared his throat. Okay, it was the first time in a lot of years, but not the first
    time ever that Dev had placed him in this position. He could get through this. He
    cleared his throat again.
    Fuck! He tensed as trailing fingers of sensation shot from his dick to his head in a
    surge of ecstasy unlike anything he could have imagined. What the fuck was she doing?
    Her mouth was sucking firmly, her tongue rimming the flared head, fingers massaging
    taut balls with firm strokes, but she was doing something more. Pressing against the
    base of the cock, nimble little fingers applied pressure as the ball of her thumb rotated.
    He swallowed tightly, his eyes widening as he felt his release begin to build.
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    “Not yet.” Tally eased the pressure of her mouth on Dev’s cock, her fingers
    tightening on the base to delay the release she could feel surging up the shaft of tight,
    hard flesh. “Let’s see if we can’t make it better.”
    Dev stared at her with narrowed eyes, his breathing hard, face flushed as she
    reached for the glass of ice water that was on his desk. Her fingers slid over the rim,
    drawing a sliver of ice from the cold liquid. She saw the glimmer of amusement in his
    eyes and wondered if Lucian was similarly awed with her abilities.
    She could barely restrain her chuckle. She could imagine the hell he was going
    through while sitting through that meeting with those stuffy, straight-laced government
    types.
    Opening her mouth slowly, aware of Dev watching her every move, she laid the ice
    on her tongue, allowing the cold to penetrate her warm flesh as it melted quickly.
    “Now we see if you can keep that control,” she whispered on a small laugh as her
    head lowered once again to the straining flesh.
    * * * * *
    Lucian flinched. A strangled groan growled at the back of his throat as the pressure
    on the base of his cock eased, only to have the head surrounded with an icy blast of
    sensation a second before the heat began to return as never before. White-hot, growing,
    shimmering before his eyes as his balls drew up tight and hard, warning him that
    release was only seconds away.
    “Mr. Conover?” The Major was staring at him in concern. “Are you feeling okay?”
    Lucian’s gaze swung to Jesse, who quickly lost his amusement in the face of
    whatever he was seeing. The pleasure was too intense, too destructive. Fuck. He was
    going to kill them.
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    His cock throbbed in warning, a small amount of pre-come dampening it beneath
    the material of his slacks.
    Lucian jumped to his feet and without apology, without an explanation, stalked
    across the office to the private bathroom off the side. He slammed the door, his fingers
    shaking as he locked it with one hand and tore at the zipper of his slacks with the other.
    No sooner had he managed to free the tortured flesh from its confinement than he
    exploded. He barely throttled his