Money Hungry by Sloane West

Author:Sloane West [West, Sloane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pronoun
Published: 2017-08-27T18:00:00+00:00

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At the sight of him nearly naked, a hundred thoughts assaulted her at once.

I want him.

I hate him.

I love him.

I’ll never forgive him.

God, I miss him.

But she didn’t say any of that. Trembling, she stepped out of her smock and toed off her work shoes. Then, in nothing but her bra and panties, she said, “How do you want me?”

And he did want her. Despite the hard lines of anger on his face, his eyes burned with desire, and the bulge in his briefs spoke volumes.

His nostrils flared in response to her question, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he spun her around hard enough to make her gasp. She was forced to grab the exam table, the metal clang echoing around the room. Raking hair aside, he leaned down and kissed her throat. It wasn’t a chaste kiss, either. It was a hot, licking, open-mouthed kiss, and it made her stiffen with shock and traitorous pleasure. “How do I want you?” he asked in a low, unsteady voice. “How don’t I want you?”

“No kissing,” she breathed, even as she arched against him, tilting her head to give him better access.

He ignored her, kissing his way up her jaw with an appreciative groan. “Don’t make it this way,” he murmured, his fingers tangling in her hair. “Let me love you again.”

Her heart soared like a bird on a tether, and she wanted to do as he commanded. But then she remembered, and the leash snapped tight, jerking that bird back down to reality. “This isn’t about love,” she said, closing her eyes as he nipped her earlobe. “This is about money.”

His grip tightened in her hair, and he pushed her down, bending her over the exam table and making sure she felt every hard inch of him against her backside. “Dammit, Amy,” he growled. “I wanted to get you in my bed and kiss some sense into you. I didn’t want this.”

The need to hurt him still quivered inside her, but she ached with something sweeter and far more dangerous as she waited. Palms flat on the cold stainless steel, her breath steaming its shiny surface, she said, “We don’t always get what we want.”

He didn’t try again. Instead, he reached between them and jerked down her panties. His briefs came next, his knuckles grazing the backs of her thighs, making her gasp. And then he was inside her. She cried out, her hands squeaking across the exam table. He grunted, forcing her to let him entwine their fingers. His warm hand over hers was almost as perfect as being filled by him. Both felt so right. So missed. The circumstances were cold and tumultuous, but the act itself was beautiful. He began moving inside her, his breath hot and harsh in her ear, and she couldn’t concentrate. Couldn’t breathe. There was only Wayne. In that moment, she wasn’t thinking about what he’d done. She was only thinking about what he was doing.

And how well he was doing it.

She loved it and hated it.

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