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“Fuck, Ally,” he groaned, the rhythm of his thrusts growing more and more frantic.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I tore my hands and mouth away from him to pull my panties off and straddle his waist again, and then he pushed himself into me, his breath catching with every inch he slid further inside, my head snapping back at the overload of sensation, oh God, he was so deep, I had never been so filled—
“You feel so good,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. His head fell against my neck, his breath caressing my skin in lustful pants as he thrust into me, harder and faster and so right, so steady. I arched against him, mewling, grabbing at his as**s, needing him deeper and deeper inside. “So good, Ally, never been so good before—”
His words and his touch lit me on fire, and I came in his arms, stifling my cries against his open mouth as he slammed into me over and over, letting me ride my orgasm until there was nothing left for us to hold onto but each other.
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After straightening our clothes up as best we could—and doing our best not to get distracted by all those tantalizing glimpses of bare skin—we headed back to the table, trying to look downtrodden and not at all pleased with ourselves.
(We were a little giggly, and extremely pleased with ourselves.)
We had just gotten our game faces back on, and were poking at our now extremely cold meals, when Chuck came back.
“Gotta wrap this up, kids,” he said briskly. “I’m needed over at the Senate for some very important hearings on the future of grain taxes, complicated stuff, you wouldn’t understand.” He whipped out his checkbook. “It’s really not worth this much, you understand, but as a favor to you…”
We held our breath as he handed the check over. It was for the full amount.
We didn’t have to fake the relief that showed in our faces.
“The lawyers will have it finalized by the end of the day,” he said, tossing back one last gulp of red wine before heading for the door. “Hey,” he said, stopping halfway there and looking back with a wicked glint in his eye, “why don’t we announce this development at the Martinville Expo? It’s the perfect place to declare the end of an old era, and the beginning of a new one.”
“Sure!” Hunter agreed.
He said it so eagerly I was afraid for a second that Chuck would catch on to us.
But he was too happy with the wool he thought he’d pulled over our eyes, and with his newfound importance; he was already out the door and on his way to the Senate. I hoped he treasured those memories, because if Hunter and I had our way, he wouldn’t have any more like them any time soon.
I gazed up at Hunter and grinned, the check on the table between us like the promise of a bright new future. He grinned back.
We’d done it.
Only a little further to go, and all our dreams would come true.
TEN
An owl hooted softly in the distance, working late to bring home the daily bread—or mouse, in its case. You and me both, I thought to myself with a wry smile. It seemed like ages since I had seen the sun, and it also seemed like there couldn’t possibly be enough time to get everything ready before tomorrow.
It was the last night before the big expo, and there was no way I was getting any sleep. Not when every time I tried to lie down, I thought up another last minute touch that would make everything just perfect and go off without a single hitch. So I’d given up on my guesthouse bed and headed to the dining room of the manor, not for the first time cursing both Hunter and myself for agreeing to put our personal relationship on the back burner until we had this new business stuff figured out. What a stupid idea that had been. Stupid, stupid, stupid. A few hours in his bed and I knew my nerves would be nothing but a distant memory. But it was too late to go back on my word now, and I wasn’t pathetic enough to go pound on his door and beg for him to let me in like a cat in heat. Then again…no! Focus.
For now, I’d distract myself by going over all the presentation graphics for the umpteenth time. Sandra had really outdone herself, tweaking the concepts we already had in place for the first campaign into something distinctive and completely new. I hadn’t caught any imperfections so far, but I couldn’t stop fussing over them. What if I missed something?
What if I didn’t miss anything and it still didn’t work?
It had to work. It just had to.
“How’s it going?”
Hunter was lounging in the doorway, a black V-neck tee clinging to his chest and shoulders, cargo pants hanging loosely around his hi**ps. Mmm-hmm. Talk about midnight snack. I took a minute just to drink in the sight of him before I replied. “Fine. Nervous, but fine. You know how it is.”
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