Free Her Alpha Lover: A Draken and Charli Boxed Set by Amanda Richensexi Page B

look as if she were just sitting around with a group of regular guys.
    These men were nearly as young as those in the last meeting. Maybe a few were in their early thirties. Most of them probably had girlfriends. None, Draken had told her in advance, were married or in a serious relationship. They had nobody with rights to object to a little stripper gazing.
    If she were honest, that's what she was. A stripper. Or—she shuddered— sex mascot. A performer. Whether or not it was her vocation. Whether or not she'd been paid. Because she hadn't been paid a dime this time.
    She was just doing this because she had to. Had to. It made her crazy with lust.
    And it was the only way she could be with Draken. Who, damn him, did intrigue her no matter what she'd told him.
    Her head hung from her neck as she looked down, but it wasn't the tablet she saw. It was her own confusion.
    "Ms. Fontina? Ready?"
    "Yes, Mr. Almatto," she said huskily. "Uh, so let's begin with item A...."
     

Chapter 4
     
    The girl was too cute.
    Draken Almatto clasped his hands contentedly behind his head and ran his tongue along his teeth as he watched Charli Fontina point to the ceiling, saying, "To move to the next item on the agenda..."
    As if she had a rod up her spine, Charli sat straight upright in the center of the table, the tablet held tightly in her hand. That spinal rigidity amused him, given her sexy pose. Her ample breasts were mouth-watering cupped in a pink satin bra. Her legs were crossed, displaying her pink, shiny pussy, and her spiked shoes had been kicked to the side.
    This was worth the wait.
    Absolutely darling, was Charli Fontina. That curling cloud of short brown hair that made her look about sixteen. The freckles sprinkled over each creamy inch of skin. That little belly with the slightest of tender swells. Those nipples thrusting out like they were making an important announcement. That pussy, shimmering with juices, with its sweet clit.
    A clit he and every other dude here had seen throbbing, and was now hidden by her swollen labia. But he knew it was there, throbbing away.
    And her glasses had slid down her nose—again.
    She was on display for him, practically squirming with desire and embarrassment, and it made his cock hurt.
    Not that he was going to do anything about that for a while. This was too good to hurry. And it would only get better.
    She spoke in that husky timbre he liked. Too much, he liked how she sounded humble and self-conscious but determined to put herself through the ordeal. She was a brave little soul. He'd enjoyed listening to her stammering so much the last time that he'd drawn it out as long as possible.
    Today was the same. Stammering, stuttering. Her mortification. The way she couldn't hide any fucking thing. He shouldn't find it endearing. But he had to admit, her transparency was a relief after all the deceptive women in his life. It shouldn't matter to him. He shouldn't care...
    He should just fuck her and be done with it. Right after the meeting. Just fuck her, and send her home. And not call her back. Ever.
    He checked his phone. Twenty minutes gone. Time for something new.
    "All right," he interrupted her in mid-speech, because it got her flustered. "Let's take a break. Everyone, you might want to hang around for this. Matthew? Did you get the vibrating dildo?"
    With those magic words, he gained every eye in the room. Which was some feat, considering his staff had to tear their gazes away from Charli. They were acting nonchalant, pretending to give the bulk of their focus to the meeting, but their attention kept wandering back to Charli's gorgeous pussy and lingering.
    "Sure, Draken," Matthew said. He reached into the case and brought out a blister pack, which he pried open before tossing Draken the vibrator inside. Draken caught it neatly.
    A huge, hot pink silicone monster.
    Perfect.
    He grinned at Matthew, whose mouth twitched.
    "And the remote," Matthew said blandly, and tossed that.
    "Excellent,