Free Too Far Gone (In Too Deep #2) by Stella Rhys

she rubbed my cock with the arch of her foot.  “So I need you to find a way to get to it.  I’m sure it’s not in service anymore but I know he showed Dane the video of Gabrielle on it, so I’m sure he would bring it out in front of you. If you ever got to the topic of that kind of thing.”
    “So, what, ask to see the video?”
    “Yes.”
    In the back of my head, I found the idea revolting.  But the front of my mind had other thoughts, all of them about Lara’s naked body and the various positions I wanted to see it in.
    “In the meantime,” she uncrossed her legs to give me a perfect view of her pussy, “I’ll do my best to find out more about the man who broke in.  Possibly from Dane.”
    I cut my eyes to her.  “You can’t possibly be thinking of seeing him again.”
    “I am.”
    “If he didn’t get you in bed last night, he’s going to be expecting to a hundred percent the next time.”
    “I promise you he was expecting it last night but I still managed to – ”
    “Lara.  As far as pulling fucked up shit, Dane’s the one who showed Jackson the ropes.  And I’ve seen him enough times around beautiful women.  He feels entitled to them and he’ll feel even more entitled with every piece of information he gives you,” I said between my teeth.  “So while you did a good job finding out about the other phone, there’s no way in hell you’re going to meet Dane again and – ” My sentence cut off when she slid her fingers into her panties.  Fuck .  “Lara.”  I glared as I watched her hand move in small circles under the thin, white lace.  “Lara,” I repeated.  But one breathy moan from her lips and I gave the hell up.  Leaning back in my chair, I sneered, undoing my belt as I watched her arch her back and grind her pussy against her own fingers.  Fuck, she was the sexiest thing I’d ever see in my life.  There was no doubt about it.
    “Are you unhappy with my work?” she asked coquettishly.
    “No.”  I smirked, my cock fighting against my pants.  “You did good.  I’m just not happy with the decisions you’ve made since.  But I’m sure there are some things you could do to win back my favor.”
    “Like?”
    “Definitely keep doing what you’re doing right now.”  I pulled my zipper down.  “But I’d also like you to play with those fucking perfect tits of yours.”  I got comfortable in my chair as I watched Lara bite back a sexy grin.  Cupping her breast, she squeezed, gently first, then so rough I had to free my pulsing cock from its confines.  I reveled in the way Lara’s eyes flew to my shaft, her lower lip swelling between her teeth as she rubbed herself harder.  “Good girl,” I murmured, an arm draped over the back of my chair as I stroked myself, soaking in the unreal view.  If I could, I’d spend every day watching Lara touch herself, every inch of her skin illuminated by sunlight in front of a wall of twenty-foot windows,
    “Are you close?” I asked her.
    “Yes,” she panted.
    “Then lay down for me.”  I rose to my feet as she did as she was told.  At the end of the long table, I watched her writhe on top of the shiny glass, raising her hips for me as I pulled off her panties and tucked them into my pocket.  “Put your hands over your head,” I said, reveling in her little whimper as she gave a last, desperate stroke between her thighs before doing as I asked.  Running my grip along my shaft, I felt the rest of the room fade away as I took her in. All I could see was Lara, her perfect, naked body on display just for me.  “Now spread your legs.”
    I groaned as she did, arching her back and presenting me with the slick, smooth pussy I couldn’t wait another second to feel my cock inside.  So with one pull, I had her at the edge of the table with her legs on my shoulders.  As I tore open the condom with one hand, I teased her clit with the other, rubbing my helmet up and down the length of her wetness.  “Please, I