Page 48 of Takeover

“Goddammit, Ethan. You—” I pull all the way out and slam back inside of her, cutting off whatever she was going to say.

“I’m going to write my name all over this pussy. There will be no doubt who it belongs to after I’m done with you.” I shut her pretty little mouth up with a kiss, so deep, I don’t know where she ends and where I begin. She kisses me back just as passionately. She slides her hand through my hair and holds my face closer. I can feel her pussy getting wetter as she moans in my mouth. I abruptly end the kiss and pull out of her, but before she can protest, I stick my head between her legs and suck on her clit. She mewls like a kitten while she pulls on my hair. I tease her until she’s on the brink of coming, then stop.

“Damn you, Bradford.” She reaches for me and reaches for my mouth, cursing me until I shut her up.

“I’m going back insidemypussy.” I stick my tongue in her mouth at the same time I slide back inside of her. “So tight.”

“Shut up and fuck me,” she says. She bites my bottom lip, and I shove my cock all the way inside of her. She pulls my hair and matches me thrust for thrust. “Deeper,” she says, and I give it to her deeper. She wraps both legs around me and I slide in and out of her. Her orgasm catches me by surprise. She shakes uncontrollably beneath me, calling my name over and over again.

“Tara,” I yell out right before I empty myself inside of her. As soon as I roll off her, she climbs on top of me and covers us both with the blanket. I open my arms and welcome her in.

“I think you’re a witch sent here to destroy me,” I say against her temple.

“Are you serious? You’re the one who has made my life a living hell since before I ever laid eyes on you. I wasn’t even planning on coming to the meeting that day you slithered into Taylor Toys.”

“God,” I groan. “I wish you hadn’t. I knew you were a brat before you opened that sexy mouth of yours. I thought of spanking you about a million times. Just like this.” I raise my hand and hit her backside. She wiggles on top of me and bites her lip. There’s no shyness when she locks her gaze with mine and moans like a wanton woman.

“John mentioned you worked for him, but I never imagined you looked like this. My tongue almost fell out of my mouth when I saw you. Thank goodness your awful personality set me straight.”

“And yet here I am. Naked in your arms on a Sunday. I’m curious, though, Bradford. How did you picture me?”

I shrug my shoulders underneath her. “A younger version of your father, only in a dress.” Her eyes widen, and we both start to laugh. “You’re much sexier than your father, though.”

“Will you stop talking about my father, you weirdo?” She lays her head on my chest, and I can’t help but stroke her smooth skin with my fingertips. “Are you sure you don’t want me to leave before the kiddo gets home?”

“I’m positive. I want you to stay. He would be pissed if he knew you were here, and he didn’t get to see you. Maybe we can go for a walk in the park. It’s supposed to snow later.”

“I have a job interview tomorrow. I’ll need to get home early to prepare.”

“Are you going to tell me who it’s with this time?”

She lifts her head and looks down at me. There’s a change in the air now. The earlier playfulness is gone. “It’s with Bullseye. This is actually a second interview. We had a phone interview last week.”

“Bullseye, Tara? That’s my biggest competitor.”

“Will it be a problem for you if I work there? I’m a great fit for their toys division.”

“It’s not going to be a problem for me, but it will be for them when they find out about us.”

“Well, it’s only an interview, but I don’t see why that would be a problem for them. I have another interview later this week with an ad agency, but I’d rather not work for the other side.”

“You can always come work for me. And by the way, I didn’t order marketing to offer you an entry level position. That offer was supposed to go to a Tara Trainor. They got your names mixed up.”

She groans but then surprises me when she starts to laugh. “Good thing I didn’t come to your office like a crazy woman looking for a fight.”

“Actually, good thing you did since I had you naked and crawling the walls that very night, Ms. Taylor. Come on, let’s shower before Vincent gets here. We can go somewhere and have a nice brunch. I’m starving.” The words are barely out of my mouth when I hear her stomach growl.

“Deal, but I have no clothes here. Maybe I can ask Vickie to bring me something of hers.”

“No need. I had something delivered for you.” She looks at me. I can tell she’s reading my face to see if I’m telling the truth. “Yes, I think of everything. You are a very lucky woman.” I tap her nose with my fingertip, but that doesn’t stop the eye roll or the snort.

“You’re a beast,” she yells when I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder.

“You just fucked this beast, so what does that make you?”

“Um, horny?”

I turn on the water and slap her ass.

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