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I smirk and shake my head even as I oblige. I wanted to try at least to take it slow, but it’s clear she’s just as desperate as I am.
“Say you’re mine,” I growl, I need to hear her say it. I need to know her tight pussy belongs to me, even though I’ve made no promises.
“Yours, only yours.” She releases a long sexy moan.
We’re swept into the simmering heat of a volcano, release bubbling just beneath the surface. I feel it build deep inside me, my balls tight with anticipation as I thrust into her again and again.
The volcano erupts in a sequence of spasms, quivers, and moans as we reach our release until finally we’re both spent. I collapse on top of Riley; the space under the table is too small for me to roll beside her. I kick away my chair that is still shoved to one side.
Riley giggles and strokes my cheek. “Glad to know I wasn’t the only one.”
“Only one?” I ask, my mind still fuzzy from the hot sex we just had. I don’t think I would ever be able to have another rational thought behind this desk.
“I’ve been thinking about this the entire week…” Riley admits as she tugs her bottom lip between her teeth. “I thought you didn’t want it to happen again. I thought I was another mistake.”
I sigh and know I’ve just done precisely what I shouldn’t have, made her feel used.
“You are not a mistake, Riley. I tried to get you out of my mind, but I can’t. You're more than some random hookup to me,” I admit. This is probably the most honest I’ve ever been with a woman. The realization strikes me as shocking, but I don’t let Riley in on it. It bothers me to no end that I can’t get enough of the brunette lying beneath me. I watch her, propped up on my arms. Her lips are bee-stung from our kisses, her eyes a deep forest-green from arousal, her neck covered in red patches from my ruthless kisses, and I want to stay exactly like this for eternity.
She sighs before meeting my gaze with a smile. “Me neither. This is a problem, isn’t it?”
“You have no idea.” I place a kiss on her soft lips.
We both still at the sound of my door opening. “Mr. Carter?”
“Fuck! Riley, don’t make a fucking sound,” I whisper at her before clearing my throat. “Senita I’m just collecting my files, I’ll be out in a minute. You can start with the next office.”
As the door closes again, I let out my breath. “Fucking cleaners are early tonight.”
Riley laughs and wiggles out from beneath me. “Do you think she saw our feet?”
I turn around and glance at where our feet are at the edge of the desk. “Fuck.”
Riley laughs again as she tugs her clothes back on before standing up. “Well, Mr. Branson. I hope you find those files.”
“Riley, wait…” She’s on her way to the door, but I can’t let her go yet. I don’t want this to end.
“Yes?” she asks with wide-eyes.
“I want to see you again.” The words tumble from my mouth like a toddler learning a new language. I’ve never spoken them before, but they feel right. Riley feels right.
Riley smiles at me as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’d like that.”
13
Riley
As I press the start button on the copier, a grin spreads across my face.
I’m officially seeing my boss. It feels right and wrong on so many levels I haven’t even bothered taking an inventory, but I can’t stop.
Branson is demanding, gentle, ruthless, kind, and so fucking hot. There are so many reasons why this is wrong, but frankly, I don’t give a damn.
He’s the first guy that gets me, who understand me and my crazy sense of humor. He appreciates my mind as much my body; it’s a novel feeling to know you are appreciated inside and out.
Over the past two weeks, we’ve had sex so many times, in so many positions and I’m already itching for him to touch me again. All I know is I want to repeat this experience every day.
Branson Carter is a dark horse I want to ride the rest of my life. We’ve both agreed it would be best to keep our affair a secret, but that doesn’t stop me from picturing a happy ever after where we raise our children in a house with a white picket fence.
