The Wrong Sperm by Imnotspongebob novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Alan came back in with the door still half open behind him.

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I didn’t even get a second to react. His hands gripped my waist, spun me around, and lifted me straight onto the edge of the pool table.

“Alan…”

“Shut up,” he muttered, dragging the hoodie off my body and tossing it somewhere behind him without looking.

His mouth was already on mine, rough, needy, mad I still had clothes on.

His hands spread across my bare thighs, his thumbs digging in while his lips crashed into mine as if he was trying to erase the time we just wasted.

“I wanted to throw Kade out the second we walked in,” he muttered against my mouth, breath ragged. “You think I could focus on anything when this…” his hand ran down my chest, squeezing my tit like he couldn’t help it “…was right fucking there in front of me?”

I gasped when his hand slipped lower, tugging at the thin lace.

“You wore this just for me, huh?”

“I didn’t know he was coming-”

“Don’t lie,” he muttered, kissing down my jaw. “You wanted to kill me, you fucking succeeded.”

He pulled back just enough to look at me, fingers still sliding along the inside of my thigh, teasing.

“This is the best damn reward for the worst damn day.”

I stared at him, lips parted.

“I swear, I sat through a five–hour board meeting, had to clean up a scandal, then came home and saw my actual heaven. standing half–naked in my fucking hallway.”

He bit my lower lip, hard enough to sting, then kissed it better.

“You think I wasn’t hard the entire time Kade was here?”

He started pulling the lace down my hips slowly. I clutched the edge of the pool table, my legs shaking.

“Alan…”

He smirked, breathing fast, brushing his lips over mine again. He leaned in again, his voice was low. “Remember that room you walked into?”

I blinked up at him, still catching my breath, “what room?” I teased like I didn’t know exactly what he was talking about

He stared right into my soul, his Adam apple bobbing as he spoke.

“Wait… you mean that dark–ass room with chains and leather and…”

“Yeah,” he said, his mouth brushing against my jaw, “that one”

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“I mean… I’ve never,” I swallowed, “done anything like that before.” I was curious, and I had so many questions as to why he had that set up in the first place but I didn’t want to think about that now.

He smirked, like he already knew that, “that’s fine,” he whispered. “I’ll figure out what you can handle.”

Before I could say a word, he swept me up bridal style, arms locked under my thighs and back.

“Alan,” I whispered, gripping his shoulders. “Where’s Olga? I haven’t seen her all day.” I just remembered the woman, she had completely slipped my mind at this point.

He didn’t even hesitate. “Fired her.”

My jaw dropped. “Wait, what? Why?”

“She got on my nerves,” he said, walking with me like I weighed nothing, “didn’t need her anymore.”

Alan pov

I couldn’t believe what was about to happen.

I kicked the door open with my foot, still holding her like a damn prize.

She kept whispering my name like she didn’t realize what was about to happen.

Fuck, she had no idea how much I adored her.

I dropped her on the padded table, palms flat on her thighs before she could sit up.

Her lips parted but nothing came out. She was a fucking goddess, how could one woman manage to look so divine?

I leaned in and dragged my mouth across her throat without kissing it and she instantly arched like she wanted more.

She wasn’t getting it yet.

I walked to the wall, grabbed the belt and tossed it on the table beside her. Her eyes followed it like prey.

“What’s your safe word?” I asked, sliding open the drawer.

She laughed. That kind of bratty, stripper laugh that says try me.

I turned around slow. “That wasn’t a joke.”

She sat up, dragging her nails across her thighs, fake innocent. “I don’t need one.”

I stared.

“Alan,” she smirked. “You think I strip for a living but can’t take whatever you’re planning?”

I tilted my head.

“Go as far as you want.” she whispered, hooking one leg up on the table, panties already wet.

I dropped the ropes on the table and her smile twitched.

I pulled her off the table by her ankle. She gasped when her ass smacked the edge, legs dangling, her arms reaching for balance. I shoved her wrists back and wrapped the rope fast, tight, like I’d done it a hundred times. Because I had

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“Don’t fidget,” I said. “I want them red.”

She flinched when the rope burned against her skin.

“Too much?” I teased.

Her jaw clenched. “Not even close.”

I tightened it.

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