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She brings her hand to my neck. “I want it hard and rough, and I don’t even need any foreplay.”
My hand glides up her thigh to her panties. “Angel, we’ve had fucking weeks of foreplay.” I hook my fingers in her panties and find her pussy. She’s wet for me, so fucking wet that I struggle to restrain myself from ripping her clothes off.
Gripping my neck, she arches her back as I push two fingers inside her. “Oh my God, yes.”
My mouth finds hers and I kiss her roughly, like I know she loves it.
The kiss sets her off, and she tears at my shirt, and then my belt, before finally undoing my jeans and taking hold of my throbbing cock.
“Fuck,” I growl as she strokes me.
Going without my wife for so long is not fucking good for my health. I’m a knotted ball of stress, and while the shit going on with the club is a lot of that, I know that almost zero time with Birdie is a big contributor, too.
Before I know what’s happening, she spins around and bends over the desk. Lifting her dress, she begs, “I need you inside me.”
Christ, I don’t need any further encouragement. I tear her panties off and slam inside of her. Hard and fucking fast.
Birdie grips the desk while I take hold of her hips and work us into a rhythm. When I reach around and work her clit, she comes almost instantly. I orgasm not long after, and then wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck. “I’ve fucking missed you.”
She places her hand over mine. “Me too.”
Reluctantly, I pull out and we clean up. Birdie eyes me as she scoops her torn panties off the ground. Holding them up, she says, “You realise this means I have to show up for my meeting at the bank with no underwear on, right?”
“It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve gone out like that.” I used to tear her panties off regularly.
“Yeah, but this is a super short dress. It’s gonna be awkward.” When I don’t say anything, she adds, “I mean, I’m meeting two guys. I hope I don’t accidentally flash them while I cross my legs or something.”
My possessive streak roars to life, something that hasn’t happened for a long time. My arm snaps out and around her, and I pull her close. “You keep those legs of yours shut tight as fuck. No one but me sees your pussy.”
Her eyes blaze with desire and a smile dances across her lips. “There’s my man.”
“Yeah, here I am, and I don’t fucking like the idea of you flashing anyone.” Fuck, I wish we had the entire afternoon so I could fuck her until she couldn’t walk.
She kisses me. Long, slow, and deep. When she finally drags her lips from mine, she says, “I love it when you go all caveman. You should do that more often.”
I let her go, because if I don’t, she’s not leaving this office for her meeting. Jerking my chin at the door, I say, “You need to leave.”
She pouts. “You’re not going to walk me out?”
“Fuck,” I mutter. “You’ll be the fucking death of me.”
Her smile returns. “You love me.”
“I fucking do.”
I walk her out. We’ve nearly reached our destination when we come across Eloise and Maddox. They’re in the middle of an argument. That’s putting it lightly, though. Eloise is screaming abuse at him and he looks like he’s given up fighting. It looks like this is something he’s used to.
Then she hits him. Not once, but repeatedly. He flinches, and again, he seems used to this.
I’ve seen enough; I step in and pull her away. She kicks and flails all over the place, screaming at me to let her go. I restrain her tightly and bark, “Enough!”
“Or what? You’re going to send me home? Good! I wanna fucking go home!”
I let her go and push her away from Maddox, anger burning through me. Looking at Maddox, I demand, “She do this often?”
He stares at me without giving me an answer.
“Does she?”
