Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 121

LEAH

I reach for Aaron at the same time he drags me to him.

His lips scorch a path from my throat to my mouth and then his tongue is doing something that makes my whole body shiver deliciously.

I tear at his tie and pull it loose.

I’m working the buttons on his shirt even as he’s lifting me on the conference table and dragging my legs around his hips.

His hands trace up and down my legs, molding to my ass and thighs, trailing up to fondle my breasts. It’s like he can’t decide

where to touch first and the constant movement has me

breathless with anticipation.

“More,” I mumble against his mouth.

His hand sinks in my hair holding my head back so I can’t move. His teeth tease along the column of my neck. His other hand tugs at my nipples, one then the other, and all the while I can feel the thick bulge of his cock pressing against me.

My breasts are so sensitive.

My body ignites. I’m wet in seconds and he growls against my mouth like he knows it. Of course he does.

He’s a wolf, his senses are heightened.

I tear at his belt and undo his pants. His suit jacket hits the

pretty sure he loses a few buttons as I tear at his

shirt.

“The door?”

“Fuck it.”

there are any number of employees outside this room working, but I don’t care enough to

care about

eyes and arch up toward him,

tighten around

pants and panties are

completely.

move for a second. And neither do

nearness. The connection that

rubbing circles on my clit and I’m lost to the rhythm as he

I don’t think.

Not about work.

Or war.

when my cancer will

I just feel.

of this

of

clenching around him as he fills me deeply, completely.

come and then as the pulses fade, he pulls out, drags me off the table and spins me around until I’m laid out over

each thrust

apart wider,

cup my