Page 117 of Tell Me Something

“Unleash a wild animal?” I supplied and felt his chuckle.

“Kind of. I didn’t hurt you, did I? Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Mm hmm, but I think I’ll probably be a little sore.”

“Yeah, I’d say so. I didn’t mean—I mean was it good for you?”

“I can barely talk, so yeah, the orgasm rendered me speechless.”

“So you liked me in your—”

“Please—” I held up my hand, my entire face heating. “I can’t talk about it like that, not yet.”

He only grinned. “That’s even more of a turn-on. A nice girl who likes the dirty things we’ve done but doesn’t want to talk about them.”

I groaned, putting my face into the curve of his shoulder and neck.

“Haylee, it’s every man’s fantasy, don’t you know? I like that you blush, but I also want you to feel comfortable. Mostly I want to make sure you enjoyed it, and I didn’t hurt you.”

“I’m fine, I promise. I guess it just sort of shocked me how much I wanted to, uh, do that.”

He smiled and kissed me fully, suckling my lower lip and tugging playfully. “I’m going to go run a bath. Meet me there in a couple minutes, okay?”

I nodded and then joined him a short time later. Wincing at the slight twinge in my backside, I sat down and saw his sympathetic expression.

“Bad?”

I bit my lip and blushed. “Not too bad.”

His eyes shifted from concern to lust. “You do realize I’m going to have a difficult time this week watching you sit down in chairs without getting hard.”

I giggled and loved straddling his lap, his lips kissing me intensely. He hardened almost instantly and I found his arousal with my fingers.

“Mm, are you sure you want to go again? We don’t have to.”

“I want to,” I murmured, guiding his length into me and loving the feel as he slowly slid in and out, slopping water out of the tub and neither of us caring.

He stood up suddenly, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He didn’t break contact and took me out to the bed where he lay me down and, still attached, followed me, bracing his weight on his arms. “Sweet, beautiful, and all mine. You’re my fantasy come true, you know that.”

He was attentive and sweet and made love to me slowly and thoroughly. I appreciated that I needed it more than I’d thought in order to balance the mind-blowing kinky stuff from earlier.

IT FELT strange after our weekend together to dress up in business attire and make our way into the Charlotte office on Monday morning. Josh held my hand during the ride, but regrettably, we put space between us emotionally when we went in through the doors to start our day.

He had meetings for the majority of the morning, and I was glad to catch him in his office finally as he was finishing up a call. The blinds were shut. I wasn’t sure if that was because of the sun pouring in or for privacy, but the fact that we had seclusion kind of did things to a girl when looking at her man in his suit and tie, sounding all powerful on a conference call. I took a seat in front of his desk to wait and winced, having forgotten about my tenderness there.

He hung up and looked at me in concern. “Still sore?”

“A little, but sometimes I kind of get hot with the reminder of why.” I hadn’t meant to say that last part out loud and paused at the carnal look he gave me.

His eyes closed, and he took a deep breath. “You do realize I have a raging hard-on right now and have another meeting in twelve minutes.”

Before he could open his eyes and figure out what I was up to, I hurried to his side of the desk and dropped to my knees in front of him. Freeing his cock from his suit, I saw he hadn’t exaggerated about being hard. This was one of my fantasies.

Muttering an oath, he hit some sort of switch that locked the doors. “Dammit, Haylee.”

I glanced up and slid my tongue up his seam. “You want me to stop?”

His eyes were raging with emotion. Though apparently at war with himself, he shook his head.