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Madison
I gasped against his mouth as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of my dress, finding the sensitive skin above my stockings.
“You’ve been teasing me all through lunch,” he murmured against my lips.
“Me?” I pulled back slightly. “You’re the one playing footsie under the table.”
“And you loved every second.” His teeth grazed my lower lip. “Admit it.”
I didn’t answer, instead pressing my mouth back to his. His hand slid higher, fingers brushing against the edge of my underwear. My breath hitched as he traced the lace barrier.
“So wet already,” he observed, his voice low and rough. “Is this for me, Madison?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
His approval came in the form of his finger slipping past the fabric, finding my slick heat. I bit back a moan as he began slow, deliberate strokes.
“Don’t hold back,” he commanded. “I want to hear you.”
The privacy partition was up, but I still felt exposed in the backseat of the car. When his finger circled my clit, however, my concerns evaporated. I moaned, my head falling back against the leather seat.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, adding a second finger. “Let go for me.”
His thumb replaced his fingers on my clit while two fingers pushed inside me. The dual sensation was overwhelming. I clutched at his shoulders, my hips moving involuntarily against his hand.
“Mr. Knight,” I gasped, feeling the tension building. “I’m going to—”
“Not yet.” He withdrew his hand abruptly, leaving me trembling on the edge.
Before I could protest, Alexander was unbuckling his belt. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a condom.
“Now?” I glanced nervously at the partition.
“Now.” He rolled the condom onto his thick cock. “Straddle me.”
My body moved before my brain could object. I hiked up my dress and climbed onto his lap, my knees on either side of his thighs. Alexander pushed my underwear aside, positioning himself at my entrance.
“Take me,” he ordered.
I sank down onto him, gasping as he filled me completely. His hands gripped my ass, guiding my movements as I began to ride him.
“Fuck,” he growled, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Your pussy feels so good.”
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I moved faster, driven by his words and the delicious friction.
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Alexander yanked down the top of my dress, exposing my breasts. He captured a nipple between his teeth, sending sparks of pleasure–pain shooting through me.
“Mr. Knight,” I moaned, bouncing harder on his cock.
“Take it all,” he commanded, thrusting up to meet me. “Every fucking inch.”
The car hit a bump, driving him deeper inside me. I cried out, my walls clenching around him as my orgasm crashed through me. Alexander followed moments later, his body tensing beneath mine as he came with a guttural groan.
We stayed locked together, breathing heavily as the car continued toward our destination.
“You continue to surprise me,” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
I climbed off his lap, adjusting my clothing. “Glad to keep things interesting.”
He cleaned himself up and fixed his pants with practiced efficiency. By the time the car slowed to a stop outside the Thornton property, we both looked perfectly composed, except for the flush still coloring my cheeks.
The driver opened the door, and Alexander stepped out first, offering me his hand. The sudden shift from our intimate backseat activities to professional decorum left me slightly disoriented. I smoothed my dress and accepted his hand, stepping onto the gravel driveway.
The Thornton property sprawled before us, an impressive colonial–style mansion undergoing extensive renovations. Construction equipment dotted the landscape, and workers in hard hats moved purposefully across the grounds.
“Mr. Knight!” A tall man strode toward us, hand extended. “Thank you for coming on such short notice.”
“Mr. Thornton.” Alexander shook his hand firmly. “This is Madison Harper, the project manager I mentioned.”
Mr. Thornton gave me a quick nod before turning back to Alexander. “We’ve uncovered some issues with the east wing foundation that I think you should see.”
“Lead the way,” Alexander’s voice turned commanding, entirely focused on business, with no hint of our earlier
encounter.
I followed slightly behind them, notebook in hand, observing the interaction.
We entered the partially demolished east wing, where exposed beams and stripped walls revealed the skeleton of what had once been a grand space. A construction foreman joined us, pointing out hairline cracks in the foundation.
“The original survey missed these,” the foreman explained, kneeling to trace a finger along one of the cracks.” They run deeper than we initially thought.”
Alexander crouched beside him, examining the foundation with careful eyes. “What’s your assessment?”
“We need to reinforce the entire east wing foundation before proceeding. It’ll set us back about three weeks.”
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Mr. Thornton’s face fell. “Three weeks? That’s unacceptable. The charity gala is scheduled for—”
“The structural integrity of your home isn’t something we can compromise on,” Alexander interrupted smoothly. “Safety first, timeline second.”
I made notes as they discussed options, watching Alexander navigate the conversation with expert precision. He never raised his voice or showed frustration, yet somehow managed to control every aspect of the discussion. The same hands that had been all over me minutes ago now gestured authoritatively as he outlined solutions.
“Ms. Harper,” Alexander said suddenly, making me snap to attention. “What’s your take on the situation?”
I blinked, surprised to be included. I stepped forward, studying the foundation cracks. “If we bring in two additional crews working in shifts, we could potentially reduce the delay to ten days instead of three weeks.”
Alexander nodded approvingly. “Exactly what I was thinking. Mr. Thornton, we’ll make the necessary adjustments to accommodate your timeline as much as possible without compromising safety.”
The tour continued through other areas of the property, with stops to discuss various aspects of the renovation.
After thoroughly inspecting the property, we concluded the visit with handshakes all around. Mr. Thornton seemed mollified by Alexander’s assurances about the timeline adjustments.
Back in the car, Alexander immediately loosened his tie and sighed. “Well handled in there.”
“Thank you, Mr. Knight.”
“Your suggestion about the additional crews was spot on.” He checked his phone, scrolling through messages.‘ Make sure that gets implemented.”
“Already on it,” I said, typing notes into my tablet. “I’ll coordinate with procurement to expedite the materials delivery as well.”
He glanced up, a small smile playing on his lips. “Efficient.”
“I learned from the best.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
