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Charles

My mouth crashesagainst Raven’s, her lips parting to allow me access. Our tongues collide, and a moan rushes up her throat.

The need to rouse a symphony of those noises from her is intrinsic.

Nothing soft or tentative about this feeling. The coil broke, and we’re giving in to the temptation we’ve both been avoiding.

Our kisses turn hungrier, my arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her onto my lap. My cock, straining against my trousers, begs to be set loose.

My hands drop and then move to the hem of her dress, dragging it up until it’s bunched around her hips. My fingers coast gently along the edge of her delicate knickers, moving until they’re at her heated center. Her breath hitches at the contact, and I know she wants more. Below the lacy material, I can feel the moisture, and it causes my cock to jerk. I don’t remember ever being this rock hard.

So long. So very long since I’ve wanted a woman like this. I need more.

Pushing the fabric aside, I run one long finger up her center, drawing a breathless sigh from her, breaking our kiss. Raven’s arms rest on my shoulders, and she leans back with her eyes closed.

She is the picture of every one of my dreams.

Except now she’s real. Raven is here, wet and ready just for me.

I want this.

She wants this.

I’m not fightingit anymore.

As I lean in to kiss her, I push one finger into her pussy, and she whimpers in response.

“Am I hurting you?” I whisper, and her head shakes.

“Words, Rae.”

“No. Please,” she begs, and I stop with the inquisition, pumping my finger inside her.

When she’s adjusted to easily fit one finger, I add another, and she makes little noises that almost undo me. Her walls tighten around my fingers, and I’m dying for it to be my cock inside her.

Raven is into this just as much as I am. It’s evident in every moan and cry of pleasure. I’m ready to say to hell with the consequences and take her on my desk.

Why shouldn’t we do this? We’re adults.

She’s your employee.

My mind wanders to a time three years ago when another woman, who I thought loved me, proved she was only after my money and resources.

Moans.

Cries of pleasure.

Tabitha laid out on a desk with a man who wasn’t me between her legs.

That reminder ruins everything. An effective dose of cool water drenching my libido.

I can’t put an end to this fast enough.

“Fuck,” I say and pull back, leaving a fraction of space between us. “We can’t.”

Raven’s eyes are wide, and I quickly turn away, not wanting to see the look of confusion that will surely bleed into hurt at any moment.

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