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nipple.
    “You ready?” My voice was a hoarse whisper, spurring her
arousal.
    Before she could answer, I grabbed her slim waist with my
other hand and thrust my hips forward, slamming into her with one hard stab.
    I groaned, the temporary gratification enough in that
moment. She was dripping wet and looser than most, but the contact still felt
good enough to enjoy. Plunging harder, I moved my hand from her hip to her
tramp stamp and pressed down, angling her ass higher to allow me more depth.
    With her body held up between me and the wall, I let my
head fall back, focusing on the feeling, the heat, and the sensation of her
skin buzzing under my grip.
    “Yes…harder…” she whimpered.
    I slid the hand that covered her breasts up to her neck, my
fingers rough in her short hair. She reached her arm out behind her, snaking it
around my neck to bring me closer, her sweat-glistened back about to collide
with my chest. I jerked my torso back, feet rooted in place to keep her from
doing so while still buried deep inside her. I didn’t need any closer contact,
and I wanted to avoid her scent lingering too heavily on my suit.
    She gave up without a battle, dropping her arm to happily
take what I allowed. With each thrust, I pounded harder than the last, the
lurid slap of our bodies echoing around us until the brewing of my seed began
working its way to the head of my cock.
    I slid my hand down the front of her panties, working her
pressure point to ensure her the same release. Her knees buckled, her face
plastered against the wall as she cried out.
    My breath was harsh, heart racing from the exertion as
she climaxed over my hand, panting out incoherent slurs of pleasure. I gritted
my teeth, inhaling sharply, and slammed into her twice more before backing away
and pumping myself in my firm grasp. Even with a condom on, I never got off inside
a woman.
    With my release came a heavy breath of air forced from my
lungs. The redhead turned to face me, mouth agape, ivory skin flushed.
    “That was…” she panted, blinking wildly, “…hot.”
    My lip curled up. I wasn’t sure I’d call it hot as much
as convenient—exactly how I preferred sex.
    I removed the condom and tossed it in the trash can
beside us. I tucked myself back in, buttoning my pants as she squirmed around,
trying to situate her dress. One glance at my watch confirmed I was still on
track with time.
    “Take care, beautiful,” I said, ending our short
acquaintance on friendly terms.
    I crossed the room and unlocked the door, but she hurried
to me, her eyes asking one last thing that I grudgingly obliged. My hands held
her shoulders a few inches from me and I leaned forward, pressing one short,
dry kiss to her moist lips. When I released her, I offered a kind but
restrained smile, then opened the door. I headed down the hall toward the back
parking lot as I buckled my belt.
    “Kali? What the fuck?” The massive roar of a furious
voice stopped me the moment my hand gripped the back doorknob.
    “Go away, Marcus!” I heard the redhead plead.
    I should’ve kept walking out the door, as I wasn’t one
for unnecessary drama, but the hand that slapped down over my shoulder made it
clear I wasn’t leaving yet.
    I turned back, seeing two men standing there.
    “Is there a problem?” I asked coolly, pushing his hand
off.
    “Yeah.” The veins in his neck bulged as much as his eyes
widened. “Yeah, there’s a problem, all right. What the hell were you doing in
there with my sister?”
    His sister? Shit. I scrubbed my hand over my jaw and
looked past him to the other guy, barely a man, his pants hanging to his knees.
It was clear he was itching for a fight.
    “Marcus, stop. Leave him alone. It’s none of your
business what I do!” the redhead protested from behind him, but my focus shifted
back to the flared nostrils a foot from my face.
    I didn’t blame him, really. If that was his sister, he
had a right to be pissed. But since Caleb had served her, I knew she