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

And I’m pretty sure he loses a few buttons as I tear

shirt.

“The door?”

“Fuck it.”

employees outside this room working,

care

arch up toward him, offering my

tighten around

cold wood beneath my ass and on my legs as my pants and panties are drawn down. In

completely.

doesn’t move for a second. And neither

to savor the nearness. The connection that only this man can bring to me.

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

I don’t think.

Not about work.

Or war.

cancer will

I just feel.

of this man.

of his

pulse of my body clenching around him as he fills me deeply, completely.

off the table and spins me around until I’m laid out over it, my ass in the air,

with each thrust the table

legs apart wider, letting him go deeper.

hands cup my butt.