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Melinda’s Wolves(53)

By:Becca Jameson


Mitch scanned the area and then turned back to face Melinda, using his hand to shield his eyes from the rising sun. “It’s a truly massive structure, isn’t it?”

She nodded as she released Mitch’s arm. “Yes.” At least she didn’t start railing on Mitch for having the balls to step foot on the site of such a future abomination.

Keegan set a hand on Melinda’s back and eased between her and Mitch. Even though it might have been completely irrational, he didn’t like his boss’s hands on his mate. He pointed toward the left end of the construction. “That’s the main entrance over there, followed by the bulk of the building, and the parking structure in the rear.” He panned his finger from left to right.

“How tall is it supposed to be?” Melinda asked.

Keegan turned to face her. “Way taller than you’d like.” He gave her a wry grin, knowing what she was really asking was if the entire view would be obstructed. The answer was yes.

She narrowed her gaze at him, frowning. Or perhaps seething.

Keegan lifted his hardhat toward Mitch’s free hand. “Can you hold this? I need to speak to my mate alone for a second. I’ll be right back.”

Mitch grabbed the hat, chuckling under his breath. “Take your time.”

Keegan calmly wove his fingers between hers and led her back into the construction trailer. He knew she practically ran to keep up with his hurried strides. Seconds later, he pulled her into his office once again, shut the door, and turned the lock.

Two seconds after that, he spun her around to face his desk and pressed on her upper back until she leaned forward.

“Keegan…”

“Shh. You want to play? I can play.” Keegan separated her legs with one of his.

“I don’t think—”

“Yeah, I see that.” He chuckled, cutting her off. “Are you always this ornery? Or is it just my job that’s making you obstinate?” The question didn’t require a response, but he was sure she shivered slightly. He leaned over her and put his hand on the back of her head. “Set your forehead against my desk.”

She complied with a soft gasp.

Holy Christ.

Keegan had to rein in his cock at the flood of arousal that wafted up from between her legs. She was going to kill him. He wanted to show her what would happen if she played games with him. But instead, she brought him to his knees with her arousal. He wasn’t going to “show” her anything. She had him by the balls.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and her hips bucked slightly toward him.

Keegan set his hand on her lower back to hold her steady. He lifted her skirt over her ass and tucked it under his hand.

Jesus.

Her thong was small, lacy, and wet.

“Spread your legs wider, Melinda.” His voice sounded like someone else’s.

She stepped out farther.

“Good girl.” He stroked his hand down one thigh and then back up the inside until he reached her pussy.

Soaked.

She rose onto her toes and moaned louder.

“Shh. Keep quiet. Someone could be in the outer room. Do you know how thin these walls are?”

She shuddered.

He pushed her thong aside and stroked through her folds, gathering her moisture and then spreading it forward. Instead of touching her clit, he grabbed her panties and tugged, tightening the lace over her sensitive nub.

She jerked forward. “Please.”

“You’re a bit of a hellion, aren’t you?”

She didn’t respond.

“Answer me.”

“I, I guess.”

“I work here, honey.”

“I know.” Her voice was almost a whisper.

He had to fight to keep from chuckling. “You don’t want me to fuck you in front of my friends, do you?”

She shook her head.

“Then maybe don’t tempt me.” He released the lace and reached around it from both sides to pinch her clit.

“Mmm.” Her head rolled to one side so her cheek was on the desk.

He released her clit and grasped her ass cheek, molding it in his palm.

Melinda licked her lips. “It might be difficult to follow your advice if this is how you’re going to punish me?”

Oh, she was so mistaken. He knew the low chuckle he emitted was menacing. “Oh, honey. You’re totally not grasping the situation.”

She stiffened.

He went in for the kill. If she thought she could toy with him verbally and mentally in front of his boss, she was in for a wild ride. He thrust his hand back between her legs, yanked her panties to one side, and pushed two fingers into her wet sheath.

She sucked her lips between her teeth.

He loved watching her fight to remain quiet. He watched her face closely as he thrust in and out of her several times. His cock was going to hurt like a son of a bitch after he taught her this lesson, but it would be worth it.