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up my phone and
casually aiming the camera through the restaurant window. I got sick
of the dusty boxes in storage, so I’ve been tailing Brent for a
couple of days now. Why dig through the past when I can get news
straight from the ass’s mouth?
    He emerges from the
building. He’s got company. Carter, trailing behind him like a
slimy lapdog, and another guy, older. I recognize him: they’ve met
for lunch twice this week, and now here he is again.
    SNAP.
    * * *
    “It’s the takeover,
it has to be,” I tell Keely when she steals away from work to meet
me at the apartment. I show her the photos I’ve taken. “It’s
the only thing Brent cares about right now. The vote’s coming up.
He wouldn’t waste his time on someone who isn’t involved.”
    “You’re right,”
Keely says, leaning closer. She slides her arms around my waist from
behind. “Maybe he’s a shareholder, and Brent is trying to swing
his vote?”
    “No, I checked. This
is an outsider. Maybe he’s from the company, Excaliber Finance. You
said the corporation is a front, that you don’t know who’s in
charge.”
    “How can we find out
for sure? We’re running out of time.” Keely slides her hands over
my chest, and bites down lightly on my shoulder.
    Blood rushes to my
cock.
    “Easy tiger,” I
warn her, smiling.
    She giggles against me.
“I missed you. All this sneaking around...”
    “It’s safer this
way.” I turn to face her, sliding my hands to grip her peach of an
ass. She’s in one of her classy work outfits, all silk blouse and
tight pencil skirt, the kind I just want to rip right off her.
“Whoever’s trying to hurt you, we don’t want them to know you
have an ally now. Hopefully, they’ll fuck up and reveal
themselves.”
    “But it’s so hard
without you.” Keely trails her hands lower, stroking over my
rapidly-stiffening dick. She bites her lip, a teasing glint in her
eyes. “I know I should be focused on the company right now, but I
keep wishing you could walk right in my office and fuck me over my
desk.”
    Dammit.
    I shove her skirt
higher and grip her thighs, lifting her up. Keely wraps her legs
around my waist, her hands already moving down between us to unbuckle
my belt and release my straining cock from its cotton prison.
    “Sorry, baby, no
desk,” I growl, carrying her across the room. “You’ll just have
to settle for the wall.”
    I shove her hard
against it. Keely gasps. “It’ll do.” She grins, guiding me to
her wet entrance. I piston hard, slamming inside her in a single
stroke. She cries out in shock, jerking back against the wall.
    I fuck her deep again.
Keely wraps herself around me, gyrating down on my cock.
    Fuck.
    She’s so warm, so
wet. So tight. I slam into her, loving every scream. I drive deeper,
harder, until her body is clenching wildly around me.
    “I’m close!” she
gasps, tits bouncing under their filmy blouse. Fuck it. I rip her
shirt open, baring those mounds of sweet flesh, all bound up in
virginal white lace.
    “You’re playing the
innocent, huh sweetheart?” I grin, slowing my strokes. Now I’m
angling up, grinding against her clit. Keely bounces harder, using
her thighs to lift herself up and down, impaling herself on my whole
engorged shaft.
    “I knew you’d like
it,” she says, panting for breath. “You love it when I look all
sweet, and fuck you like your little whore.”
    I groan, so fucking
turned on to hear her talk like that. I swear I grow another inch
inside of her.
    “I fantasized about
you all through an accounts meeting,” Keely adds, thrusting her
breasts against me. I close my mouth around one sweet nipple, sucking
through the lace then nipping down so hard she yelps. “I got wet,
imaging you just like this. Your cock deep inside me, so hard and
thick, filling me up.”
    I piston her into the
wall again, faster now. Keely thrusts to meet every stroke. She holds
my gaze, her eyes bright with lust, urging me on. “Did you think
about me?” she