Authors: Mari Carr
Sugar and Spice
club before the doorman saw him and mentioned calling a cab for his date. He was determined to make damn sure she understood two things before she left this office today—number one, she would never run from his bed again and number two, she belonged to him.
As he glanced out his office door, he saw that Ginny had her back turned to him and he sensed she was trying to keep her telephone conversation private. He rose and walked toward her.
“Liam,” she said. “I’m not interested in seeing you tonight. I told you this morning, it’s over.” She paused, no doubt listening to the asshole’s excuses. “No,” she answered.
“I really don’t feel like going into my reasons why. Not over the phone and certainly not in person.”
She wasn’t going to tell him about catching him red-handed at the club? Ryan watched as she rubbed her hand against the back of her neck and he could see the weariness of the gesture as Liam apparently continued to plead his case on the other end of the line.
“Okay, fine! I’ll tell you why. Four words, Liam—Way Down Under Club.”
Ryan grinned at the cold tone in her voice.
“What do you mean what was
I
doing there? That’s hardly the point, is it? You’re a two-timing jerk and I—” Apparently Liam had interrupted.
“No, I don’t want to go to dinner, you dumbass!” she answered.
Ryan felt his temper flare at the fact Liam obviously seemed far more interested in Ginny now that he knew she’d gone to a sex club. Hell, he was steamed she was even talking to the little prick while she had
his
toys buried inside her.
“Hang up the phone,” he commanded as Ginny jumped slightly at the sound of his voice right behind her. She turned slowly, the phone still at her ear.
“No Liam,” she whispered.
“Hang it up, Ginny,” he repeated.
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When she failed to respond to his demand, he walked behind her desk, picked up the base of the phone and ripped it from the wall.
Ginny exploded. “What the hell did you do that for? Do you know how much it’s going to cost to fix that? Shit, Travers, that phone is a big part of this firm’s livelihood!”
No doubt her temper was as ragged as his. They’d both spent the last few hours on the verge of an orgasm with no hope of release.
“Get in my office!” he shouted. “Now! And if I hear the name Travers cross your lips one more time today, I swear to God I’ll beat your ass.”
His heated words and threat didn’t seem to penetrate her consciousness. “Listen,
Travers
,” she said, dragging out the name. “I don’t appreciate being ordered around like this! The bedroom is one thing, but this is my
job
. You can’t stuff me full of vibrators and plugs and expect me to get a damn thing done around here!”
“Get. In. The. Office.” He spoke the words through gritted teeth and at last, Ginny’s sense of self-preservation seemed to seep through to her sex-starved mind.
She walked slowly toward his office but Ryan wasn’t in the mood to be kept waiting. He grabbed her hand and dragged her behind him, slamming his office door so hard that two pictures fell off the wall.
As he turned to face her, he watched as she opened her mouth to lambaste him.
Unwilling to hear any more of her angry comments, he pulled her toward him and kissed her—hard. Each time he broke away she attempted to speak and he silenced her again with his lips. Over and over, they fought a battle of wills until he finally felt her body relax against his. Only then did he gentle the kiss and wrap his arms around her as she curved her soft body into his hard one.
“Ryan,” she whispered when he pulled away.
“That’s right. I’m Ryan,” he murmured, running his tongue along her lower lip.
“Now take that damn skirt off.”
When she failed to move quickly enough, he reached back and smacked her bottom.
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“Ouch!” she cried. Ryan silently kicked himself. He’d forgotten about the butt plug.
Dammit if Ginny Brooks wasn’t pushing every hot button in him.
He tried to take a calming breath as he watched her reach up to unbutton her skirt.
His gaze landed on her breasts and he could clearly see the tight nub of her nipples poking through the material of her blouse.
Jesus, she was turned-on by his spanking. He should have realized. After everything they’d done Friday night, he knew her taste for sexual adventure more than matched his.
He reached back and spanked her again. “Hurry up,” he commanded. This time she groaned and he felt his control snap. He reached over and ripped her blouse down the middle, buttons flying in every direction.
“Are you crazy?” she asked. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Do you want a fucking list?
You
. You’ve gotten into me and now that you’re there I expect you to do as you’re told. Go back to my desk and assume the position you were in earlier.” The position that had driven him out of his mind for hours. The vision of her bare ass displayed before him had taunted him and now he was about to finish what he’d wanted to do to her this morning.
Without further comment, she walked to his desk, calmly pushed a few things aside and leaned over it.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he said as he walked up behind her and ran his hand across her soft ass, his fingers toying with the end of the butt plug.
He dipped his hand into the crease, finding the opening to her pussy. Her juices instantly coated his fingers. “Spread your legs,” he demanded, pushing her feet apart with his own. She obliged and he slowly pulled the vibrator out. She shoved back as if she wanted to keep it inside her and Ryan threw it across the room jealously.
Unable to fight the need to claim her, he thrust three fingers roughly in and out of her pussy.
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“Oh God!” she cried, her inner muscles quivering against his unrelenting invasion.
Quickly he pulled his fingers out and landed five hard spanks against her ass. He knew each blow was jarring the butt plug, but her cries and pleas for more let him know she liked the roughness of his hand. The flesh of her ass heated and turned a deep shade of red.
Rather than retreat, she began to push back against him, silently begging for more.
Ryan wholeheartedly obliged, peppering her buttocks and thighs with firm slaps.
Ginny’s groans grew louder and twice his hand slipped in the hot fluid flowing from her pussy, down her legs.
“More!” she cried and Ryan could hear in her voice how close she was to the end.
Unwilling to let her forget this was a punishment, he stopped. Ginny jerked up from the desk angrily, but Ryan refused to give in. He pushed her to her knees in front of him, hastily unfastening his pants.
“You forget, wildcat. You’re being punished. You don’t come until I do.” As he spoke, he pulled out his rock-hard flesh and gripped her hair. She reached up to grasp his cock, but he tapped her cheek lightly. “No, no hands. Just your mouth.”
Ginny’s brown eyes went black with arousal and Ryan could see her fighting against her own release. She might not like the punishment, but she would obey. God, he was never letting her go. She was his.
The first touch of her lips against his cock drove all thoughts of possession from his mind and he gave himself up to her talented mouth. She’d remembered her lessons from Friday night well and swallowed the head of his cock on the third thrust. Ryan felt the tenuous grip he had on his control slip and he pulled her hair—hard. Forcing her to take more of him. Hell, forcing her to take all of him. On and on he drove into her mouth. Ginny whimpered against him but he couldn’t stop. Not ’til she’d taken his seed, his love, everything he had to give.
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the strength in his body left him and he fell to his knees before her. Reaching up, he gently massaged her head, consumed by guilt for his too-rough hold. An apology hovered on his lips but before he could speak, Ginny leaned up and kissed him so sweetly he couldn’t breathe. His heart seemed to burst from the onslaught of unfamiliar emotions attacking his system.
Slowly, he pushed her onto her back on the rug, moving over her. He positioned his rejuvenating cock inside her welcoming body, thrusting gently. She was tight, the butt plug still firmly encased in her ass. When he’d seated his cock to the hilt, he stopped and looked into her beloved face.
“Okay?” he whispered, afraid of hurting her. She was so tiny, so tight, and despite his body’s demands that he take all of her, claim every part of her body as his own, his conscience screamed that he protect her, cherish her.
“Okay,” she replied with a soft smile.
In and out he pushed, his mind silently chanting words he didn’t comprehend until they both succumbed to the sweetest of orgasms. It wasn’t until she reached over and placed her small hand on his rapidly beating heart that he recalled the words that had been echoing through his brain as he’d made love to her.
Love you, love you, love you…
*
Ryan opened his eyes in the dimly lit room and looked straight into the pissed-off gaze of Charlie Anderson. He wondered for a moment why his friend was so angry— until he felt Ginny’s hand move against his chest.
Anderson jerked his thumb toward the door, indicating for Ryan to follow.
Carefully, he disentangled himself from Ginny’s slumbering form and covered her nude body with his shirt. He tried to still the green-eyed monster that was clawing in anger at the thought of Anderson seeing her naked.
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Glancing out the window, he saw night had fallen. He and Ginny had done nothing but doze between sexcapades all afternoon before finally falling asleep together on the sofa in his office.
He’d taken her doggy style across the desk. She’d straddled his lap and ridden him while he sat in his office chair. They’d performed a sixty-nine on the floor. His entire office was filled with the scents of their combined juices and the place looked like a tornado had torn through it. Only a fool would fail to realize what had taken place here all day and unfortunately, Charlie Anderson was nobody’s fool. Ryan took a deep breath and threw on his pants.
He walked out into the main office, shutting the door behind him, unwilling to disturb Ginny with what was sure to turn into a brawl. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Anderson so angry.
His friend turned as soon as he emerged from the office, but Ryan threw his hands up in defense. “Before you blow a gasket, hear me out.”
“Too late on the gasket, you fucker!” Anderson bellowed.
“Shhh,” Ryan hissed. “Do you want her to hear you?”
“No!” Anderson barked quietly. “No, this is between you and me.”
Ryan narrowed his eyes at that, wondering at the enigmatic comment. Surely Anderson didn’t have feelings for Ginny. Did he?
“Are you going to listen? Let me explain?”
Anderson waved his hand in a “proceed” gesture and Ryan started. “Things didn’t turn out the way I expected Friday night at the club.”
“Of course they didn’t,” Anderson interjected. “I knew you’d bitten off more than you could chew taking her there alone.”
Ryan ignored his friend’s comment. “Liam the asswipe was there performing mouth-to-mouth on some busty blonde. Ginny was hurt and I made a few unwise comments—”
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“Shocking,” Anderson added.
“If you keep insulting me, I’m gonna get pissed off too and we can’t really afford to refurnish this office after I kick your ass. Besides, I already broke the phone.”
“You know, I’m not so sure it’d be my ass getting kicked, but please go on. I’d love to hear all about how you seduced our best friend after she’d been jilted by her boyfriend. No doubt she was feeling vulnerable and you were right there ready to swoop in, take advantage of her.”
Ryan shook his head in disbelief. “When in our entire lives have you ever seen Ginny vulnerable? That girl is tough as nails and mean as a snake when crossed.”
“When did you start calling her Ginny?”
Ryan felt all the anger seep out of his body. “I’m in love with her, Charlie.”
He expected to see shock, confusion, any number of emotions on his friend’s face— but he certainly didn’t expect to see Charlie smile.
“I was starting to think you’d never come around.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ryan asked.
“You’ve been in love with Ginny Brooks since we were twelve.”
“Bullshit.”
Anderson laughed. “’Fraid not, my friend. It seemed pretty obvious to everyone, except you and Brooks that is. You forget, I was there for that first kiss.”
Ryan fell into one of the office chairs and considered Anderson’s words. Was it possible?
“Damn fool,” Anderson added, taking the seat next to him. “Think about it, Travers. Every time that girl brought a new boyfriend around, you went out of your way to make the guy look like a loser. All those names you called them.”
“She dated a lot of jerks.”
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“No she didn’t.” Anderson placed a hand on his shoulder. “Couple of those guys were pretty nice. Would have made her good husbands if it weren’t for you pointing out all of their flaws, making Brooks doubt the relationships.”
“You’re making me sound like a prick,” Ryan said, wondering if it was his fault Ginny wasn’t happily married with a family of her own.
“Not a prick, just an idiot in love.”
“I wouldn’t make a good husband. I can’t marry Brooks,” Ryan said, suddenly seeing his treatment of Ginny over the past years clearly. He had discouraged her romances, scared off her boyfriends. He’d made damn sure she was alone, all because he couldn’t stand the thought of another man having what he wanted.
“Jesus, Anderson. I’ve screwed up everything.”
“What do you mean you wouldn’t be a good husband? You’re nuts about the girl.
No man would ever love her more than you.”