"Today really isn't your day, is it, darling?" Alex whispered, silk over amusement. "Look like your old man is already in danger."
He let the words sit, then added, almost lazy:
"And we are such a good employee and client. We should go check on him before something serious happens."
He loosened his grip on her hips. His thighs shifted back. His cock dragged out of her in one slow, wet pull, every inch leaving her clinging.
Naomi felt the retreat immediately.
Panic cut through her chest. She did not want to let him go. Employer, mission — she did not give a fuck about either. She only wanted him to stay inside her, to finish what he had started, to ruin her before he walked out of this stall. She was certain that if he left her like this, she would never get this back.
The thought of him pulling away and leaving her stranded with that heat was worse than any threat of violence.
Instead of letting him slip free, she pushed back.
