TJ Michaels

Oh, yes, he is the man we all love to hate – the bad guy. Today’s snippet shows our villain truly enjoying himself. It should really be wrong, right? *evil grin*

After this snippet, scroll down to the link list below to bounce over to several other authors whose bad guys are having a fabulous day!

First, let me start by saying, “Yes, it’s true.” The beginning of this story where the heroine wonders what kind of man sends his wife an e-mail to let her know he’s leaving really happened to me! And after I finished fuming I had the makings of a great story in my head that practically jumped onto the pages. Meet Delaine Jeris, a brilliant undercover operative headed to Charlotte, North Carolina to begin her new life. Her assignment: Bring down a scientist determined to create his own harem. Delaine never thought it would involve find love in an unexpected place with an unlikely person – a competing agent!

Enjoy this excerpt from Delaine and Justin’s tale of suspense, mystery and hot sex!

Love,

TJ

“Mr. Baker, I’m so sorry. I followed her to the ladies room on the fourth floor then I lost her. I tried to keep an eye on her, I swear I did.”

Sarah Ann flinched when he pierced her with a malevolent glare. Such a wicked look shouldn’t have been possible from such a handsome man. Blond hair, green eyes, perfect white teeth. And brilliant. She was surprised to realize she didn’t even like him, and hated herself for needing him.

“You know, Sarah Ann,” Baker said, rising and circling around his desk to stand directly in front of her chair, “you’re assigned as the R&D specialist to my project. If you can’t carry out simple tasks then perhaps I should have your boss assign you to someone else.” He almost smiled when she blanched.

“I know I failed, Mr. Baker, but please… I-I’ll do anything. Please, can I have some, Mr. Baker? Just a little?”

“What will you give me? I couldn’t possibly let you have it for failure,” Baker sighed nonchalantly, knowing exactly what he would get for his high-grade pharmaceutical candy.

He smirked when she dropped to her knees and tore frantically at the belt holding up his classic cut wool trousers. In seconds she had his limp cock in her hands and plunged her mouth down over him. He stroked her hair and said, “Perhaps just a little bit. Only good girls get a full dose.”

Sarah Ann removed her mouth from his stiffening cock, her eyes wide with need.

“I can be a good girl, Mr. Baker. I swear I can!”

He thrust a hand roughly into her hair, tightened his fingers at her scalp and snatched her head backward, effectively quieting her too-loud pleas.

He snarled directly into her face, “Prove it.”

She was off her knees in a flash. Baker looked down at her bobbing head and gasped as she stroked him expertly with lips and tongue. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him so far down her throat, he felt his engorged head bump against her tonsils. He kept hold of her hair, driving himself brutally into the back of her throat over and over, until his balls tightened and the tips of his toes start to tingle.

Just the sight of her swollen, wet lips wrapped around his shaft turned him on more than the tongue that stroked his length. Her mouth made him think of another pair of wet, glistening lips he’d much rather slide between. Suddenly he pulled away, ignoring the confusion in her wide eyes as she looked up at him.

Without bothering to tuck himself back into his pants, he strode across the room to a line of several dark pine file cabinets fitted into the wall of the elegantly appointed office. He reached into one of the drawers, opened a small safe hidden in the bottom and retrieved a small brown bottle. From it came half of a single tiny pink tablet,, the remainder, of which he put back into the bottle and secured in the safe. The little pink half-tablet teetered on the edge of his finger. Sarah Ann watched it hungrily as he approached.

“Remove your clothes,” he commanded blandly, not really caring whether she obeyed or not.

Baker watched through hooded eyes as she stood and yanked off her sterile white lab coat and tossed it on the floor. His lips twitched up into a sardonic smile when the chit almost ripped her blouse and the buttons on her pants in her haste. She had a gorgeous body. A bit short for his tastes, but what she lacked in height was made up for with lush, full breasts, a tight hot cunt and a willingness to do any nasty, gutter trash sex act he wanted. And she was a good scientist. Expendable, but good.

When she was completely naked, he gave his next instruction.

“Sit on the desk and spread your legs.”

He stood between her thighs and raised his hand. She automatically opened her mouth and lifted her tongue, sighing as the little piece of tablet was placed underneath. Baker took a step back, dug a small stopwatch and notepad out of his lab coat pocket and marked down the exact second the reaction began. He watched closely as her eyes glazed over slightly. Her breathing deepened, her small hands smoothed up and down her body, finally settling on her sensitive breasts. She squeezed them softly at first then brutally as she threw her head back on a ragged moan. Her fingers tweaked and twisted the hard, elongated nipples until they were swollen and red. She keened pitifully while her legs opened and closed as her clit swelled rapidly, painfully.

Thirty seconds this time. Baker was impressed with the progress he’d made in how quickly the drug began to work. He set the watch down on the dark wood top of his large desk and stepped closer to the writhing feast laid out before him. He was glad he’d had the foresight to cover the desktop with a thin sheet of plastic. It simply wouldn’t do for Sarah Ann’s juices to ruin the fine lacquered finish.

“Sink your fingers into that wet pussy and spread some of your cream over your ass.”

Her limbs trembled uncontrollably as she obeyed, spreading her own dewy liquid over herself. Baker’s eyebrow lifted at the unexpected turn of events—the trembling was new. Somehow, the effect of the drug had escalated. He’d have to look into that.

Sarah Ann shook, whimpered and undulated her hips, begging, ready and willing to have him any way he would take her.

“Please, Mr. Baker!”

“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked sarcastically, teasing the very tip of his throbbing cock up and down the length of her weeping slit. He didn’t care whether she was ready or not. Neither did Sarah Ann. The drug saw to that.

“Yes, yes I’m ready. Now, please.”

Her pussy leaked so much, her juices ran down around her ass to coat the tiny opening more. He raised her legs over his shoulders and pushed against the tight, slick hole, gasping when the head popped past her sphincter. She ground down hard and tried to impale herself on him, but he pulled back each time so just the tip remained inside. He held her firmly by her hips, dipped his head and sucked one of her breasts with hard, rough strokes of his
tongue until he felt her pussy flutter through the thin barrier between him and her cunt. Just as he bit down on her nipple, he plunged and sunk deep.

She screamed. The pain tore into her, pushed away the haze of the drug for a moment as he ravaged her ass. A part of her brain was thankful he wasn’t all that big, disgusted that she gave herself to such a devious man, let alone spy and risk her career for him. Another part of her, the part affected by the drug she craved, didn’t care about the pain or the consequences. That part only wanted to be pounded by a hard cock until her eyebrows burned.

Baker continued to pump in and out while he observed the mental tug-of-war going on behind Sarah Ann’s eyes. He was pleased when the drug won the argument. A blond brow shot up when Sarah Ann sank her own fingers into her pussy, stuffing her sex as he filled her ass. The extra stimulation of her fingers against his rod triggered his own release. His head fell back on a shallow gasp as he pumped into her once, twice more, and blasted his seed deep.

The drug was more potent than the last lab tests confirmed. The woman had come four times to his one and still begged for more. He pulled out of her with a plop, cleaned himself with a wet sanitary wipe from his desk drawer and tucked himself back into his pants. He tossed a bottle of sterilizing solution and a roll of paper towels onto the desk next to her naked thighs.

“Clean my desk, get dressed and get out,” he called over his shoulder, stopping at the file cabinet again. A strong antibiotic was in order seeing he’d taken Sarah Ann’s backside without a condom. He popped a dose of Zithromax penicillin, locked the cabinet and walked out. He didn’t bother to lock the office door behind him.

Sarah Ann ignored the bottle of sterilizing solution and frantically pulled and rubbed her clit until she exploded against her fingers three more times. When her legs steadied enough to hold her weight, she slid off the desk and cleaned it and herself. Once dressed, she slipped out of his office and practically ran back to her cubicle in the Research department.

The whole episode had taken less than fifteen minutes.

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