“Fuck. I want you,” I tell her before I shove the dress off her shoulders and it falls in a pool around her feet. I deepen our kiss, loving the delicious taste. “So fucking bad it hurts.”

My hungry eyes trail over every inch of her body. The black bra and matching satin panties are almost more than I can handle. I need them off.

Now.

When I unhook her bra, her puckered nipples rub against my solid chest. It makes me even more eager now that she’s pressed against me. I don’t think I can take my time with her. I want her too much. Without permission, I rip the thin fabric and toss it to the floor before I go back to attacking her lips. I fully expect Margo to yell at me for destroying yet another pair of her underwear, but she doesn’t. She’s just as caught up in this kiss as I am and only responds by shoving my shorts down. My cock springs free and it presses against her bare flesh. Margo throws her hands into my hair and holds me in place as our tongues tangle together.

I knew she wanted this just as much as I do.

Margo whimpers as my finger finds her swollen clit again for a moment before it glides inside her. “Mmm, you’re so turned on. Feeling just how ready you are makes me want to fuck you hard and fast.”

She groans as I work my finger in and out of her. “Alexander . . .”

I love hearing my name spill from her lips. It’s nearly enough to cause me to blow my load on the spot. I can’t believe how fucking turned on I am from just knowing that I’m making her body feel so good.

Margo claws at my back as I work her into a frenzy. The only thing better than this will be when my cock replaces my finger and I pound her into submission. “Your pussy is so fucking greedy. Do you feel how it’s milking my finger, begging for my cock?” My tongue darts out to taste her lips. “You’re so ready for me. Do you want me to take you? Right here? Right Now?”

“Yes,” she pants.

The way she’s panting causes my balls to tighten. I like hearing her practically beg me for it because it means she’s losing control just like I am. Uptight Margo would never beg me for anything, but horny Margo seems much more open to bending to my will.

I trail my nose against her jaw, inhaling the scent of her before I whisper in her ear, “If you want my cock inside you, ask me for it. Ask me to fuck you. I need to hear you say it.”

My thumb rubs circles over her swollen clit and her head falls back, bumping against the door. “Oh, so close.”

“Say it,” I command. “Ask me, and I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”

“Fuck me, Alexander,” Margo says in a breathy voice.

I nibble on her bottom lip. “Good girl.”

I hoist her up against the wall, unable to stop myself and press my bare shaft against her wet pussy. “I can’t wait another fucking second.”

My own breath catches the moment my bare cock glides into her warmth, allowing it to wrap around me. Her pussy squeezes every inch of my cock as I push in balls deep.

“Holy fuck,” I say against her mouth. “You feel so fucking good.”

I pull back slowly and then fill her again, giving her time to adjust to me. Margo whimpers against my lips, and I push into her one more time. The little noises she’s making combined with how good she feels, are deadly. I won’t be able to last. This time when I pull out of her I slam back in.

“Jesus!” Margo cries out. “Yes!”

Her cry only excites me more as I begin slamming into her. “Mmm, Margo. You like it hard, don’t you? I knew you were a dirty girl.”

I fuck her hard and fast against the door while she continues to claw at my back and scream out with delight. It feels so fucking good, and it doesn’t take long for my balls to tighten.

“Oh, Alexander. Oh, God. I’m coming. Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Margo cries out as she comes hard around my cock.

Watching her fall apart sends me over the edge and I pull out just in time to drop her legs to the ground and come all over her thighs. I pant hard as I lean my head against the wall over her right shoulder to catch my breath.

What in the holy fuck am I doing? I never fuck a woman more than once, and I for damn sure don’t risk fucking one that could cost me billions of dollars. Why am I allowing this girl to get to me and fuck with my head? It’s like I’m a fucking crack addict and she’s the best hit I’ve ever had. I can’t get enough, no matter what the cost.

I need to tell her to get the fuck out of this room and fire her ass. It’s the only way I’ll be able to make sure I don’t slip up again.

I pull back and open my mouth, fully ready to turn back into a huge asshole, but the sight of Margo’s bright-blue eyes narrowed at me causes me to snap it shut. I wasn’t expecting that expression, considering I’d just given her one damn fine orgasm.

“You are such a bastard,” she snaps.

I raise my eyebrows and pull back a bit. “Most women thank me for what I just did for you.”

“Thank you?” She shakes her head and releases a bitter laugh. “Alexander, I should punch you in the face for ruining my Versace dress.”

My gaze drops down to the floor, and I see her dress still in a pool by our feet only now it has my come on it from when I pulled out of her.

I smirk, unable to stop myself from finding a little humor in the situation. “Great sex requires sacrifice, and I’m afraid your dress paid the ultimate price.”

“Ugh!” She growls as she shoves my shoulders back and steps away from me. “You’re unbelievable.” She bends over and snatches the dress off the floor. “From now on, stay the hell away from me. This will not be happening again.”