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I raise her up, lowering her a little harder this time, and she moans, low and deep, the sound reverberating through my body.
“More…” she whispers. “Please?”
“You want it harder? Deeper?”
She nods her head and I turn, shifting slightly, so her back is against the tiled wall. Then, without disconnecting us, I change position slightly, hooking her legs over my bent arms, one at a time.
“Oh… now I’m really exposed.”
“I know. And that’s exactly how I want you. Now… keep hold of my shoulders. Don’t let go.”
“Okay.”
I plant my feet firmly on the floor and pull out of her before slamming all the way back in again.
“Yes!” Her scream echoes around us and that’s all I need to hear.
Using the wall for support and holding her up in my arms, I take her. Hard. The room fills with the sounds of our love-making. Her sighs, my groans… skin against skin. I kiss her, biting on her bottom lip. She yells for more, and I give her everything I’ve got. It’s frenzied, and intense, desperate… and everything I’ve ever wanted.
I feel the moment her orgasm begins, deep inside her… the tightening at her core that echoes and ripples all the way down my cock and into my balls. She seems to pull me in even deeper, and as I thrust into her, her whole body clenches and for a second, everything stops. She stills, gazing at me, right on the precipice… and then she tumbles. My body is hers, and hers mine, and as I let go inside her, I lose sight of everything, except Livia, and my love for her… my consuming, aching love for her.
“This paragraph doesn’t read very well,” Livia says, looking up at me from her place on the other side of my desk. She’s using my laptop, typing the proposal from the notes I keep handing her.
We got dressed eventually, in between kisses, and even made it downstairs to have breakfast. I kept it simple, fixing us some scrambled eggs and toast, and we’ve been working for the last three hours.
“What’s wrong with it?”
“I don’t know, but I think you got muddled.”
“Let me see?”
She turns the laptop around. “It’s the third paragraph down. The one above is about app development, but here, it seems to me you’re talking about the website.”
I scroll back up, reading what came before, and then continue on, immediately seeing what she means. “Yeah. You’re quite right. Where are my notes?”
She hands me the pages she’s been working from and I find the relevant paragraph, crossing out a few lines and re-writing them before I hand it back. “There… how’s that?”
She bends her head, studying the passage, and I watch her, smiling. She looks up. “That’s much… what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you smiling at me?”
“For all kinds of reasons. Mostly because you make me so damn happy I can’t help smiling, but also because I’ve realized you don’t need me to teach you anything.”
“About work?”
“About work, sex, life, or anything else. You’re perfect, Livia.”
“No one’s perfect.”
“You are.” I tilt my head. “Come here.”
“But I need to…” She reaches for the laptop, but I pull it away from her.
“Come. Here.”
She stands, walking slowly around my desk and standing beside me. I turn my seat, so I’m facing her and, looking up into her eyes, I reach out and undo her jeans. She steps closer, resting her hands on my shoulders as I pull them down, followed by her panties.
