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I gave her one last hard thrust before I ground the heel of my palm against her clit. She cried out, throwing her head back, hitting the wall, but she didn’t even feel it as my thrusts turned into rocking. I knew she'd be falling over the edge soon.
Her breathing quickened. Her moans danced in the empty halls around us. Her cunt squeezed my fingers, sucking them further and further as I pulled them out and forced them back into her hard.
I bit down on one of her nipples, then ran my tongue over the sensitive bud to wash away the sting.
“So good, Emerson. Fuck, I can’t believe we’re doing this here.”
“Don't lie,” I hissed. “You've been thinking about it from the moment you walked in here.”
Looking up at her, I realized that my words were truer than I thought when I saw the light in her eyes.
This is why we’re so perfect together.
She was insatiable. Constantly needing to be used by me. But so was I. There would never be a day when I would get enough of her, no matter how many places I had her or how many years I spent fucking her just like this.
There would never be a day when I would get tired of the beauty that was Pearl Meadows.
She opened her mouth, probably meaning to tell me I was wrong, but her entire body froze as her orgasm ran through her. She was a vision as she came. So much prettier and more perfect than the useless several-million-dollar art all around us.
“My perfect little whore. Call out my name. Let everyone know who’s fucking you so well.”
“Emer…Emerson!”
Her screams bounced off the museum walls as three words echoed inside my head.
Mine. All mine.
When her eyes finally fluttered open to look at me, she met me with a small smile, and I knew it then like I’d known in high school.
There was no escaping her. I was completely gone.
Chapter 18
Pearl
“Pearl? Pearl, are you listening?”
I snapped out of it as Emerson's voice filtered through to me.
Sitting straight, I realized that I had been daydreaming in the middle of a meeting with her and her team. Both Cristian and Leslie met me with a small smile before trying to hide their laugh behind their fists.
Embarrassment heated my skin. It was bad enough to get reprimanded by a boss, but to get reprimanded byEmersonwas another thing entirely. Especially since it kind of turned me on, even though I knew it shouldn’t.
Stop it. Not the time or the place.
My eyes shot to Emerson, who was standing because she was mid-presentation.
“Sorry… What was that again?”
“Next slide, please.”
I nodded and quickly did what she asked. Such a simple task, but it was extremely hard to concentrate after the perfect date Emerson had taken me on.
She had taken what I said about choosing whose love I was worthy of seriously and then had made it impossible to choose anyone else.
As if that had ever been a possibility.
I never thought something like this would happen to me. I’d stopped reading my romance books in college, no longer able to fit them into my schedule between working and school. But now it felt like I was living my own fairytale.
