Page 6 of Attracted to A Savage

"Cashmere?" I said lowly.

"Yes, sir?" she answered as she returned all the loose papers on the desk to her briefcase.

"You married?" I asked her.

She didn't respond. She just continued to stuff the documents inside. She picked up the pace, and I knew that she was trying to hurry up and get the fuck away from me. Her nervousness amused me. She liked a chase, and I was damn sure willing to give her one.

I leaned across the table and lifted her chin so that she brought her eyes to mine. She didn't stop me, giving me the impression that I had her where I wanted her.

She leaned back out of my reach as she quietly said, "I'm going through a divorce." She rounded the table, and I cut her off. I stood in front of her, and I could see the rise and fall of her chest increase. She could've told me her husband was outside, but the result would still have been the same.

Blocking her exit, I leaned down and placed my lips on hers. At first, she stood frozen, but then she opened up and allowed my tongue to slide inside her mouth. I applied pressure to her neck and continued to kiss her with everything that I had inside of me. She moaned into my mouth but then jumped back and broke the kiss.

"Kairo, we can't do this." She whispered. The hell we couldn't. I had been thinking about this visit since she scheduled it. She just had to give in to what her body wanted.

5

CASHMERE

"Kairo, we can't do this," I whispered against his lips as I pulled away from him. When I made up my mind that I would gladly give him my body, I didn't mean in the deposition room at the jail. This was too risky, with too many factors. There could be cameras in here; someone could walk in and catch us; the possibilities scared me.

"Yes, the fuck we can," he urged as his lips crashed back into mine, and he kissed me hungrily. I let out a low moan as I grabbed the back of his head and welcomed it with no more hesitation.

He grabbed a chair and placed it in the corner of the room that we were in, away from the window. My eyes shot to the small glass, and I saw the shoulder of someone standing there, it was a guard.

"Kairo, no-" I snatched my hand back from his as I looked at the figure outside the door.

He chuckled. "We good; that's my brother. He ain't gone let nobody walk in here. Come here." He grabbed my hand and led me to the corner as he sat and had me straddle him. Sensing my hesitation, he kissed me again, sliding up my dress and leaving my bare ass exposed for whomever to see.

Gripping it tightly, he landed a firm hit on it as he continued to kiss me. His touch was strong yet gentle, igniting something in me that I don't believe I had ever felt. Freeing his dick from between us, I looked down at it. Thick, long, dark, veiny, and my mouth started to water at just the sight of it. He sucked on my neck passionately as his hand found its way to my center.

"I do that to you, Cash?" He mumbled into the crook of my neck.

"Mmhmm," I moaned lowly. By this time, I was drenched and anticipating the pleasure I knew he was going to bring me.

"Sit on it, baby." He instructed as he lifted me from his lap and lined his dick at my entrance. It had been months since I had been intimate, and the feel of him parting me made my legs shake as I tried to steady myself.

"Fuck, this pussy is tight as hell." He moaned as I slid down slowly. Once I was seated entirely on his shaft, the growl that he let out almost made me release.

"Shit!" I cursed as my eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I found my rhythm on top of him.

"You feel so good on this dick Cash." He said as he grabbed me again and fucked me senseless from his seat. Behind me, he tugged my hair. It was firm but not painful as his nails bore into my ass. My mouth was hung open, and my eyes were unable to focus as I braced myself and let him take control. From the bottom, it felt like he was able to hit just the right angle, which drove me insane.

"GAWD! You're going to make me fall in love." I said to him as he slowed his fast strokes to grinding his hips. I met his rhythm, and in a matter of seconds, I could feel my release coming.

"You promise?" He growled as he bit my neck. I had never heard sexier words; I came harder than I had ever cum before. Fighting the urge to cry out, I grabbed him. "Fuckkkkkk," he saidas I felt his dick pulsating inside of me, filling me with everything he had. Once he had come down from his release, we both gasped for air as I struggled to maintain my footing and stand up straight.

I fixed my dress as shame instantly washed over me. I knew I couldn't afford to cross these lines in my position. But I had no regrets about the experience. His dick was the best thing that I had ever known, and I had only gotten a small sample of it.

Smoothing down the wrinkles from my dress, I walked back over to my briefcase. Kairo stood and adjusted himself in his blues. He grabbed me by my arm before I could exit and pulled me back to him.

"Answer the phone when I call you tonight, aight?" It was more of a demand than a request. But one that I was going to fulfill, nonetheless.

"Okay," I said before he leaned down and kissed my lips. I opened the door to the room, and the guard turned to me and nodded. I gave him a tight-lipped smile and continued walking outside to my truck. I kept a straight face, but I could feel the evidence of my transgressions sliding down my leg the entire time. That man had left me a sore, wet, mess. Yet, secretly, I was counting down the days until he could do it again.

My phone wokeme from my peaceful slumber, and I knew Kairo was calling to wake me up. I don't know how we fell into the routine of talking night and day, but it had been over a month since it began. Looking at him and his rap sheet, he was everything I could've imagined him to be. He was raw, unfiltered, crude, and possessive, but he didn't play about me, so it was a bit easier for me to overlook his unbecoming qualities.The dick played a massive part in my decision to tolerate his crash-out tendencies too. Reaching my hand out to my nightstand, I felt around for my phone. Answering it, I realized that it was two o'clock in the morning and that I hadn't been asleep for long at all.

"You sleep, my baby?" He said as he always did. It was a simple phrase that turned me on every time he said it. I don't know if it was the age difference or the fact that he was fine as hell, but everything that he did always had a sexual undertone to it.

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