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Jared made short work of her shirt and discarded it before she could protest.Like I would, she thought dazedly. He unhooked her bra and tossed it aside. His hands slid slowly down her back before cupping her ass and pulling her tightly against him. Pushing her stance even wider with his thigh, Jared lifted Rita off the floor and pinned her against the wall with his leg as he raised his hands to her breasts. She could tell that he wasn’t interested in being gentle; he roughly massaged and tormented her nipples. She arched into his touch, helpless to the sensations running rampant through her.
Rita ground down on his thigh, whimpering. She tried to drag him to her, needing to kiss him, but he refused to cooperate. Instead, he turned his head and nuzzled her neck. Finding her ear, he slowly licked around it as Rita continued to squirm. She could feel him smiling against her skin as he planted small, wet kisses to her throat. He continued his assault on her nipples, but he refused to touch her anywhere else. The only relief she had was the solid mass of his thigh between her legs; he didn’t seem to mind at all as she rode him.But it’s not enough, she thought with absolute dismay. Rita wasn’t sure how much more she could take. She had been wrong to avoid him, and she understood that this was a kind of punishment for doing so, but his refusal to give her what she needed was driving her to utter madness. She growled in frustration, and Jared responded by twisting her nipple just a touch too roughly. She yipped in surprise hurt.
“Isn’t thiswhat you wanted?” Jared taunted. He bent down and popped her nipple into his mouth; he bit down, but then soothed it with a gentle swipe of his tongue. Rita shook. Her body couldn’t decide what to do or how to feel. She held onto his head, encouraging him to keep going. Jared kissed across her chest before claiming her left nipple. She felt a surge of wetness between her thighs.I can’t come from this, right? That’s not actually possible.
Maybe he saw that his point was made, but he raised his head from her chest and finally captured her lips in a harsh kiss. Jared plundered her mouth, taking what he wanted and leaving her brain full of fog. When they both needed to breathe, he drew back with a nip to her lower lip that left her throbbing. Rita had never been into biting before…or maybe, she’d been too afraid to ask for it for fear that Tuck would take chunks out of her skin. But she wanted Jared to cover her with his teeth, mark up her flesh.Mark me as his. That was a heady thought that she did her best to shove away for the time being.
“As much as I would like to continue this here,” Jared said coolly, as if she couldn’t see his erection straining against his jeans, “perhaps this isn’t the best location.”
I’ll be damned if I have to wait.Reaching behind her, Rita closed the blinds and smiled. “If the boss’s office is a rocking, don’t come a knocking.”
Jared barked out a laugh, but his expression quickly sobered. He swept her up in his arms and swung her over from the wall to the desk. Her files and sticky notes went flying, but she wasn’t in the right state of mind to care all that much. She didn’t mind filing; she could fix it later. Jared reached for the zipper on her shorts and tugged them down. After that, he made short work of getting her out of the rest of her clothes. She lay bare before him, shivering in a way that had nothing to do with the window AC unit that was whirring away. Without a word, he reached for her. Starting at her ankles, he slowly rubbed her legs, working his way up toward her thighs. Any time Rita began to squirm, he paused and waited silently until she stopped moving before continuing. Once she stopped, he would proceed. After the third time, Rita got the idea and did her best not to squirm, but she couldn’t help it. Her body was on fire, and the closer he came to where she needed him most, the hotter and more impatient she got until she couldn’t help but squirm. She was desperate for him to speed things up. Desperate for release. Moaning, she trembled when he replaced his hands with his lips. Shuddering, she called out to him, “Jared, please.”
“Mmm, I like that. Please, what?” he asked as he trailed more kisses up her thigh.
Rita snapped. She cried out, “Please stop with the foreplay and get on with it.”
He pulled back, staring down at her. “Get on with what, exactly?”
She tossed her head, arching her back up in offering. “I’m desperate to have you inside me. Now.”
“It won’t be soft,” Jared all but growled. “I’m too angry for soft.”
“I don’t care if it’s soft as long as it’snow.” When he didn’t move, tears sprang to her eyes. “Jared, I can’t take much more of this.”
That made him laugh, and it wasn’t an entirely pleasant sound. “But, Rita, I’ve barely begun.” Dropping his head back between her thighs, Jared licked up her slit. Her legs tried to clamp down around him, but he pinned her wide open with the breadth of his shoulders. “Beg,” he told her, and she felt a modicum of pride that his voice was hoarse now. He couldn’t keep pretending to be unaffected. “I love it when you beg.”
“Touch me,” she pleaded. “Please!”
Her wail seemed to do the trick. Jared parted her lips as he slowly began to lick her. Rita arched into him, encouraging him to go deeper, even as he pushed her hips back down. Arousal made her strong, and she fought back, lifting her hips despite his weight pinning her down. He let out a breath, impressed, and slid his hands under her ass, lifting her lower half off the desk. “Put your legs on my shoulders,” he ordered before attacking her pussy like a starving man. Rita complied and was rewarded with two of his fingers being pushed inside of her. She cried out his name as two fingers quickly became three.
Jared easily found her more sensitive spots as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Grinding hard against his hand and mouth, Rita chased that feeling…and then he was gone, and her body clenched around nothing. More tears tracked down her cheeks, wetting her hair. She’d never been so tormented like this.It has to stop, she thought, even as she wished it would never stop.
She heard the sound of a wrapper tearing and realized he’d only withdrawn to put on a condom.Thank God. In another breath, Jared slammed his cock into her, rocking her toward the other end of the desk. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him. He had been honest; it wasn’t soft. But each thrust sent her spiraling closer and closer to that edge that she wanted nothing more than to throw herself over. He paused for a moment to adjust his angle, and when he thrust again, he sent himself over her G-spot. Pleasure rocketed through her, and it stole her breath.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” Jared said through gritted teeth, and his confession made her clench around him. He slowed the speed of his hips, but the length of his strokes increased. He was making sure to hit as many of her sensitive places as he could with each thrust. She met each one eagerly. “Keep moving those hips, baby,” he cooed at her.
He rubbed his nose against her neck, a seemingly sweet gesture, before he bit down hard. The sudden shift in sensation was enough to set Rita off as she screamed out his name. Meeting him thrust for thrust, Rita clutched him tightly as she rode out orgasm after orgasm. Each time her tremors would lessen, Jared would pick up the pace again, which would trigger another orgasm.
Finally, Jared yanked her up, changing the angle and sending her spiraling again. This time, Jared went with her. As another toe-curling orgasm swept through her, Jared called out her name and hugged her tightly to him. His orgasm almost sent them both to the floor, but he had managed to maintain his footing as he leaned heavily against the desk. As he emptied himself into the condom, Rita continued to spasm around him, which effectively milked him dry. Unable to stand for much longer, Jared reached down and wrapped his hands around Rita’s thighs. He picked her up and walked backwards toward the couch. Once the back of his knees hit the cushions, he dropped down but kept a tight hold on her. Their eyes met, and she pulled him in for a kiss that was much sweeter than anything they’d just done.
Rita buried her face in his neck. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled. Jared didn’t respond but continued to stroke her back. She sighed and sat back, finally meeting his eyes. “I really am sorry for avoiding you.” She tried to look much calmer than she felt. “There are things that we need to talk about, things that aren’t easy for me to discuss, but for now, I’ll just say that I’m sorry for being such an ass.”
He studied her for a long moment, and then nodded. “Okay,” he said. Rita suspected that he knew there was more her to avoidance than simple embarrassment or lack of interest. He kissed her shoulder. “Hungry?”
At the mention of food, her stomach growled, and they both chuckled. “Yes, apparently, I am.”
“Good, let’s head to mine and order in. I’m not done with you yet.”
7
Rita needed an additional $25,000 to finish up the nonprofit’s current build project. Jared had discovered wood rot in the deck, which was bad enough. But then there had been issues with the foundation, which had to be resolved before the floors could be put in. Now, she was anxiously awaiting results of the lead and asbestos tests. They’d opened up the ceiling, and the insulation had looked suspicious. Until those results came back, no work could continue, so the crew had gone on to prep for their next project.
She sat at her desk in the mobile unit, the only one on the jobsite today, and thought about the big hole in the kitchen floor and the lack of bathrooms. She re-ran the numbers again and sighed. She didn’t want to take money out of the general budget to cover the costs of meeting the city’s health and safety requirements. In the fifteen months that she’d been working with the nonprofit, she prided herself on making sure no family was short-changed, and she refused to start now.
I’ll call every home improvement and discount store in the area for donations if I have to, she decided. Rita reached for her phone, pulled up a list of numbers, and began dialing. “Hi, this is Rita from—” The line went dead, and she sighed.On to the next. On a whim, she called the department store that she and Jared had officially met in. The manager was happy to take her call and listened patiently as she explained the situation. “This family has had the worst luck that I’ve ever seen,” Rita said after she’d laid out the whole story. “Our nonprofit is doing everything that we can to give them a home that will not only shelter them, but also act as a safe place for them to heal from all of their hurts.”
“That seems like a noble cause, Ms. Tucker.”
