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Isa set the pace, an agonizing one, and he shifted his focus to her raspberry-tipped breasts and the feel of her tight channel as she rode him. Every rise and fall scooted the chair’s wheels across the floor until they bumped into the edge of the hearth, her plush bottom cradled in his hands.

She picked up the pace, slamming down onto his lap. Riding him until he felt a lightning bolt strike his spine and streak to his balls.

He held fast, his arms wrapped around her back, his face against her breasts as he used his upper body to move her a few final pumps.

His release hit him so hard, spots appeared behind his eyelids, a primal growl tearing from his throat. It took him several blissed-out moments to settle, to catch his breath, to come to, for God’s sake. When he did, he became aware of his surroundings one by one.

Isa’s fingertips in his hair.

Her pillowy breasts pressing against the side of his face.

Her lips closing over his forehead as she caught her breath.

“Sorry.” He shifted and placed a kiss on her chin. “I owe you one.”

Her dark eyes blinked and as a relaxed—and yeah, satisfied—smile pulled her lips, he questioned his need to apologize.

“Maybe I’m not sorry.” His lips quirked into what felt like a dopey smile, but hell if he cared. He hadn’t felt this good in forever. If ever.

“No apologies necessary.” She kissed him briefly, but he held her head gently and finished the kiss the way he wanted.

Wet.

Deep.

Soft.

He was rewarded with another of her smiles, one he’d put there, which made him damn happy.

“It’s understandable you didn’t notice my enjoyment since I laid yours on pretty thick.” She flicked her tongue over his top lip and whispered, “Emphasis on the thick.”

Okay, definitely sporting a full-on dopey grin now.

“I like this.” She touched the corner of his mouth. “I’ve been trying to get you to smile since I started working here.”

“Well now you know how to do it.” He hugged her closer, enjoying her warm laughter and the ease between them. This was what had been missing Saturday. They’d both been on edge, uncomfortable. The attraction had been there, but not like this. He raked his fingers into her hair, wrestled it from the elastic, and let her hair fall down her back and over her smooth shoulders.

She shifted and he moved to help, both of them talking in hushed tones.

“You should—”

“I should—”

They shared a nervous smile.

“Right,” she said. “Do you need my help with…anything?”

“No.” More importantly, he didn’t want her to help. “I have it. If you could just…give me a minute.”

“Oh, sure. I’ll just…” She lifted off him and they took a moment to appreciate the slow slide of him leaving her body. “Be out there,” she finished on a breath. Hastily, she gathered her clothes and trotted away from him.

He sat frozen on his chair watching her ass sway and her hair trickle like a black waterfall to the middle of her back. The way her golden skin seemed to shimmer as she stepped from his office into the interrupting daylight.

Best damn idea he’d had in a long time, he thought with a grin.

And it wasn’t even his.

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