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“Yes,” I hissed. “Goddamn you, yes that’s why I came!” I twisted away and stomped to the far corner of the office. The more distance between us, the better. His beguiling spicy, woody scent was already driving me crazy. “I can’t believe you went behind my back after I clearly told you I didn’t want them around. I didn’t think I needed to extract an oath from you.”
Soft steps crossed the thick Persian carpet, and his heat was at my back once more. Goose bumps coasted over my skin. I broke out into a light sweat. The hair on the back of my arms rose in awareness as his hands fell on my shoulders.
“I can’t,” he replied simply. Too simple for my liking. As if he’d already fought himself over it and long given up the fight. “You should’ve thought of that before you handed that untouched pussy over to me. With the blood bond, I couldn’t let you go even if I wanted to. I will always protect you.”
Oh. God. Images of the time he took my virginity in the employee bathroom bombarded me. Of the time he’d made me that omelet the morning after. Of the times I woke up in his bed with him behind me, curled over me as if he could protect me from the harshness of the world. My shoulders slumped forward.
Licking my lips, I admitted, “He scared me. He followed me when I went running this morning, and I was really scared, until I recognized him.”
His fingers unconsciously squeezed my shoulders.
“I’m sorry about that. I never meant for you to find out, and I certainly never meant to frighten you.” His fingers lifted swaths of my hair and gently slid them off my shoulder. “But I can barely sleep as it is. If I don’t at least know you’re safe, I won’t get the little that I do manage.”
Swinging my head over my shoulder, I persisted, “That’s not good enough, Alex. You can’t have me watched. It-it’s a boundary issue. I won’t have it. I can’t.” Already, I was barely holding on by a thread. I was inches away from surrendering.
He took a step closer. Close enough that I could feel his hot breath drifting over the bare skin of my neck. “Do you miss me, firefly?” he asked, as soft as a whisper. It was a whisper, but it sounded loud in the stillness of his office.
Firefly.
I squeezed my eyes shut. I ached to hear that endearment said in his husky voice. No, please don’t call me that. I won’t survive.
His front pressed against my back, molding against me like he did when we’d slept side by side in his large bed. My walls were crashing around me, leaving only puffs of dust in their wake.
“It doesn’t matter whether I do or not,” I said, my voice scraping out of a throat so tight that it was painful to speak.
“It matters to me,” he murmured in the shell of my ear. “I miss you so much, firefly. I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can hardly breathe.”
A harsh breath stuttered out of me. My hands began to tremble at my sides.
“I fucking need you, Nina. You shouldn’t have come here,” he muttered, gliding his lips up the side of my neck. “Did you really think I could keep my hands off you?”
“Yes,” I replied, gasping as he fluttered his tongue against my pulse. “You’re the strongest person I know.”
“Not this strong. Not when it comes to you,” he replied, his hands tugging off my coat.
“What are you doing?” I cried out as my coat tumbled to the ground.
“I need to taste you, baby girl.”
The rasping sounds of the fine wool of his jacket coming off his shoulders and falling to join my coat triggered something in me.
An instant later, it was a mad fury between us.
We ripped at each other’s clothes, our sole purpose to be skin to skin.
Our mouths smashed together, teeth clanging as we moaned and devoured each other.
I dropped to my hands and knees on the thick carpet. Behind me, his belt clanged as he unbuckled it. I closed my eyes in anticipation as I heard the slide of his zipper. My head swerved around, over my shoulder to watch. He tore at his tie and whipped it off. His shirt hung to the sides; several buttons had popped off.
His hand slid up and down his shaft, pre-come beading on the indentation of his slit.
“You don’t know how many times I’ve fucked my cock raw since you left,” he said darkly. “Thinking I’d never get a chance to sink into your cunt again. Fucking hell.”
Sinking to his knees behind me, his gaze zipped from my eyes to my pussy and back, as if he couldn’t tear himself away from one or the other. His crown swiped against my slickness, and my eyes rolled back in my head.
“You want this, baby? Tell me you want it,” he pleaded, his voice smoky dark.
“Yes, pleeease,” I begged. I was dripping wet, craving him. My interior muscles clenched and released as arousal exploded in my veins, and I started whimpering. If he didn’t take me soon, I’d tackle him to the ground and impale myself on his cock. That’s how bad I needed relief after weeks apart. I hadn’t been able to get off that entire time, as if my body had gone on strike. Deprived of Alex, it withheld satisfaction.
