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When she’s in my kitchen, waiting for a cup of coffee, it feels right. She belongs here. It took too much for me to realize that. But I got her back, and I’m never letting her go again.
I walk to her and pull her into my arms. She fits against me perfectly, like we were made for each other. I can’t believe how long I tried to push all of this away when being with her is exactly what I need.
I’ve lived my whole life alone, keeping everyone at arm’s length, making sure they’re on my payroll so they don’t have to be imprinted on my heart. But with Rachel, I just couldn’t help myself. No matter how hard I tried to fight it.
This feels a hell of a lot like fate.
I smile at the idea—I won’t tell Madame Dorota that she might have been right.
But Rachel and I are together again, and that’s how it should be.
I lean down and kiss her. Rachel wraps her arms around me and kisses me back, letting me slide my tongue into her mouth. Every inch of her is delicious and my cock stiffens in my pants.
I want her under me on my bed. Or on top of me. Or any other way she’ll have me.
She kisses me with so much emotion, the way she kisses me tells me everything I need to know about where we stand and what she wants from me. When she tugs at my shirt, and rolls her hips against me, I know she’s as eager to consummate this as I am.
My skin grows hotter. I slide my hands up her neck and into her hair, cup her cheeks, before I slide my hands over her neck and shoulders. She’s dressed in office clothes—a dress suit that makes her look professional.
But I’ve always had a thing for hot professional. And Rachel is as fucking hot as they come.
I cup her breast through her button-up shirt. She moans softly into my mouth, and I squeeze and massage her. Her hands find my shirt, too, and she fiddles with the buttons, undoing them one by one. Her fingers comb through the hair on my chest as she peels the shirt off my shoulders, pushing my blazer along with it. Her fingers are soft and warm, her hands capable.
We undo each other’s shirt in silence. When she stands in front of me in her bra and shirt, she glances up at me. I grin at her, and she blushes. I trace a finger along the lacey cup of her bra, watching goosebumps break out on the delicate skin on her chest.
I run my hands down her sides and find the zipper at the back of her skirt. When I unzip it, the skirt falls to the ground, and she’s wearing only her lace underwear set and high heels.
And holy fuck, she’sgorgeous. A wet dream.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
She blushes again, but her eyes are filled with a mixture of lust and adoration.
“You’re beautiful, Rachel,” I say.
She kisses me again. I slide my hands onto her breasts and tweak her nipples, visible through the lace of her bra. They’re erect, and she moans when I touch her like this. My cock twitches in my pants. I’m so fucking ready for her, I want to take her right here, right now.
But not like this. I don’t just want sex from her. I want to make love to her. and for that, I’ll take my time. Even when my body is on fire and desire stretches thin between us.
When she moans softly, my cock jerks again.
Rachel reaches for my buckle, unzips my work slacks, and pulls down my pants. My cock is on display, straining against my jocks. Rachel sinks to her knees in front of me, sets my cock free and before I can think twice about it, she sucks my head into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I bite out and suck a breath through my teeth. She cups my balls with one hand and strokes my cock in and out of her hot mouth. I groan and push my hands into her hair, rolling my eyes back.
After a moment, when my balls tighten and threaten to dump the loan, I groan.
“I can’t,” I say through clenched teeth and pull back. “I want to be inside of you.”
“Can we move this to the bedroom?” Rachel asks.
I nod, kick off my pants so that I’m naked, and take her hand. I lead her to my bedroom.
I lay her on the bed and kiss her again. Soft and sensual, teasing, caring. I want to claim her, to make her mine, but I fight the primal urge and take it slow.
When I slid my hand down her body, her skin is as hot as mine. I push my hand between her legs and she curls in pleasure as I finger her. I press down on her clit, drawing circles a few times before I dip my fingers into her. She so fucking wet, I can barely keep it together.
When she moans, I kiss her, swallowing her cries and whimpers of pleasure.
