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“Yeah, sorry, I already accepted a position with Louie,” she says without missing a beat.

“Yeah, what are you going to be doing?” Sammie asks her.

“Helping him take people’s money, making sure people are… you know… gambling and whatever as much as possible. What else does one do in a casino?” Charlotte throws the question back at him.

“Okay, well, this has been great and all, but it’s late and we’ve got plans that do not involve you two.” I stand, my arm firmly wrapped around Charlotte’s waist so she’s standing with me. “Catch up with you later.”

I wave to my friends and take Charlotte’s hand in mine. The quicker we get away from these fuckers and their questioning, the better. I trust them as much as I trust anyone, but I don’t want to risk anything being said that could lead this woman to find out who I really am.

ChapterSixteen

Louie takes me up to his penthouse and straight back into his office. “Do you have work to do? I can leave you alone,” I tell him. Although, judging by the way his hand tightens around mine, I don’t think he wants me to leave.

“Are you tired?” he asks.

I shake my head.

“Good, because I promised you we’d continue where we left off before. I’m a man of my word, Charlotte.” He reaches behind my neck and tugs on the straps of my swimsuit. He then slides the wet fabric down my body until I’m standing in front of him completely naked. And one hundred percent onboard with whatever he’s cooking up in that sexy head of his. “Fuck me, you’re fuckably gorgeous,” he growls. There is no other way to describe the noise he makes. Louie spins me around so my front is facing the desk. “I’m going to take my time exploring every single inch of you,” he says into my ear as his lips trail up my neck.

“Mmm… that sounds like a good plan.”

“Best plan I’ve ever had.” His hand lands on my upper back and pushes down until my front is pressed against the top of his desk.

“Ah… you might want to move all these papers,” I suggest. I have no idea what they are—reports of some kind from what I can see.

“Fuck the papers. They can be reprinted.” The heat of Louie’s body leaves my back and then I feel his grip on my thighs, spreading my legs wider apart.

A moan slips out of my mouth when he drags his fingers through my wet folds, right from my clit to my ass, before he circles my puckered hole.

What the hell is he doing?I start to lift my head when Louie presses one palm on my back, keeping me in place.

“You ever been fucked here before?” he asks, his finger still exploring that forbidden hole.

“N… no…” My voice shakes. Surely, he isn’t going to…

“Good. I’ll be the first,” he says, his tone lifted by a hint of…joy?

“Ah, Louie, I don’t think…” My words trail off when his tongue slides up the length of my pussy. From top to bottom.

“Trust me, Charlotte, you’re going to love every filthy, forbidden thing I do to this body of yours. I guarantee it,” he says.

“Oh shit! Oh god!” I moan when his tongue starts lapping at my back hole. This isn’t right. But damn, it’s good.

Am I this kind of girl?

Three days ago, I would have said absolutely not. Now? I think Louie might be right. I’m going to love everything he does, and I’m going to let him use my body in ways it’s never been used before.

His finger pushes in, replacing his tongue. And I freeze, until his mouth moves to my clit. “Oh my god, I think you’re trying to kill me.” I cry out as a tsunami of pleasure crashes right through my every nerve ending.

“Not kill you. But devour you, yes.” Louie stands, my body left limp over the desk before he picks me up from around the waist and flips me over so I’m now lying on my back, looking up at his smiling face. “I’m going to own every fucking part of you, Charlotte. There won’t be an inch of your skin or soul I won’t consume.”

“I think I might let you,” I whisper. I’m pretty sure it’s not a wise thing to do. Let someone own me the way this man wants to. And the moment his cock lines up with my entrance, I freeze again. “Condom,” I remind him. I’m not making another trip to the clinic.

“Right, sorry,” Louie grumbles and fusses around in the drawer next to him, until he finds what he’s looking for. Much to my relief. At first.

Why does he have those in here?Oh god, does he bring other women in here?Of course he does. A man like Louie isn’t the settling down type. I’m more than likely one of a million vaginas that have sat on this desk. My nose scrunches up in disgust.

“What are you thinking right now?” Louie asks as he sheaths his cock.

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