She was perfection, wrapped around me like this.
As she moaned, moving up toward me and indicating that she was delirious for me to move, I squeezed my fingers and knew that I wasn’t only her first.
She made me so rabid and feral that I could swear I’d be her last, too.
I rammed into her, fucking her tight inner walls that gloved me so slickly. Wet slaps filled the air as I watched my dick disappear into her over and over again.
Too soon, she started to come. Her thighs quivered as she cried out. Her pussy clenched me, giving off the first flutters of her orgasm.
“Oh!” She lowered, as if she couldn’t brace herself over the desk anymore. “Adrik. Yes!”
I let her stay flat, covering the mess of papers and other desktop items. Pulling her hips back to me, I set up a faster rhythm, rutting her as hard as I could until she came again. This time, I followed her. Hovering over her as I saw stars from the exertion of such a brutal fuck, I held her close and let my dick empty every drop I had deep inside her.
Blanketing her over the desk—mydesk—I closed my eyes and relished the sense of completion that I had with her. The perfection of being one with the woman I never wanted to lose at all.
30
ELENA
Three days after I caved to Adrik in his office, I woke up in bed with the urgency to run to the bathroom. Most people had to obey the call of nature. That wasn’t anything weird.
But it was the strange nausea that prompted me to pause near the toilet after I’d gone.
What the heck?
I frowned as I washed my hands at the sink. Glancing at my sleepy expression, I tried to wake up more fully and think straight.
I woke up yesterday feeling queasy.
And the day before that.
Actually…
I furrowed my brow as I wiped my hands dry.
I’ve been feeling like this for a while.
Certain foods didn’t appeal. Some smells seemed too intense.
I smirked, shaking my head as I headed back to bed, the wave of nausea already over.
Maybe it was just my imagination, that was all.
I climbed back into bed carefully, smiling as I watched Adrik sleeping like the dead. It was still such a huge thing to get over. To believe that this was real life.
Since we’d crashed into each other and mutually caved in his office the other night, we’d been inseparable. At the main house, I tried to be as professional as possible. And he was too busy to sneak away with me, always on calls or going to meetings.
Now, though, when he walked me to the guest house, he stayed over.
I wasn’t sure what the others knew. Cameras were anchored all over the property. Guards patrolled. If we were supposed to be keeping it a secret that we were sleeping together, we were already failing at that.
But he’s the boss. He can do what he wants… including me.
I smiled slyly as I snuggled back under the covers. Then he rolled toward me, still not awake but subconsciously seeking out my warmth. His muscled arm draped over me as he pulled me close to spoon me.
I bit my lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.
He couldn’t see me, my back to his chest.
