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When the elevator rolled to a stop, the doors parted and they stepped out together. Sabrina took over and pulled her keys from her clutch as they approached the only door on that floor.
“This is me,” she stated the obvious.
“Here, allow me.” Plucking the keys from her hand, Conner inserted the correct key on the first try, as if he’d done it a hundred times before, and opened the way for her.
Battling with her uncharacteristic nerves and what she knew was right versus what she wanted, Sabrina edged past him into her apartment. Setting her clutch down on the waiting sideboard, she stepped out of her high heels and turned to see Conner standing in the doorway, his gaze traveling over the ordinary Victorian prints on the walls and simple furniture she’d handpicked from numerous flea markets and antique malls over the years. Everything was old and eclectic, and a world away from what she’d bet he was used to—sophisticated and expensive.
Feeling her eyes on him, Conner’s eyes met hers. He didn’t look unsure of himself. Just…patient. As if waiting for the invitation he hoped would come. Standing there like that, he looked strong and sexy and she was reminded of how his body felt rubbing up against hers at the club, how his hands felt on her hips…and that kiss. Wow. She could still taste him on her lips… That one kiss hadn’t been nearly enough to whet her appetite, and the throbbing need in her core hadn’t disappeared but merely dulled during the ride over. Now it was growing again, rapidly, and the longer he stood there staring at her, the worse it became.
“You should stay,” Sabrina blurted. When he just stared her down, she realized how easy she must appear to a man like him and suddenly felt embarrassed. Looking away, she tried to play it off. “Or not. I know your brothers are waiting for you—”
He was on her in a flash, catching her words on a kiss that took her by surprise. Sabrina gasped, then melted into his arms as he pulled her into him and devoured her mouth as if he’d been waiting all night and couldn’t stand to let another second pass.
Sabrina wrapped herself around him and held on tight as he backed her into the living room and dropped them down onto the couch. It wasn’t nearly long enough for his tall frame, but they made it work. In moments like this, there was no such thing as being uncomfortable.
Conner ripped at her clothes, and she ripped at his, starting with his shirt, smiling against his mouth at the satisfying sound of buttons scattering across the floor. As she reached for his belt buckle, he revealed her breasts, locked away in a thin, pale pink bra that couldn’t hide the fact her nipples were hard and dying to be sucked.
Which he did. As his hot, wet mouth clamped down on her tender bud, Sabrina pried his pants open and grasped his rock-hard cock. It laid heavy in her palm, wetted by pre-cum as she stroked its long length, her own hand brushing up against her sensitive center with each stroke.
“I want you inside me,” she breathed as he kissed and licked and sucked each breast.
“Then that’s what you’re going to get.” Reaching between them, he hooked a finger in the crotch of her panties and yanked them aside. Still holding his cock firmly in her hand, Sabrina guided him into her, soaking her hand in her own juices, she was so wet.
The sex was hard and fast and completely earth-shattering. As Conner pounded into her, Sabrina had no choice but to let herself go and get taken under by the pleasure he wrought on her body. He was a machine, bracing himself on the couch so he wouldn’t crush her, his brows pinched in concentration as he fought his way toward a powerful climax. And she knew it would be because she was on her way toward one herself, and the buildup was enough to scare her.
As the pressure grew below, the tingling down her spine intensifying and her blood racing in her ears, her breath as choppy as an ocean in a storm, she had the passing thought that this was how people died during sex: a heart attack brought on by fantastic sex.
If that was the way she was meant to leave this world, she would gladly accept it.
“Yes, right there, Conner,” she hissed, her body tightening up as her orgasm overtook her. She embedded her nails in his shoulders without apology, her inner muscles clamping down around his cock. Conner shuddered and groaned then gave two last hard thrusts, spilling his cum inside her.
Driving a knee into the couch, his shoulders sagged as he fought to catch his breath. Beneath him, Sabrina fixed her blouse and tidied her hair, then waited for him to gather himself.
“That was…” He trailed off, but she knew what he meant.
“Wow,” she finished for him.
“Yeah…” There was a…not quite awkward silence that followed, and then Conner abruptly pushed to his feet and made some final adjustments to his clothes. In a matter of a few hand motions, he looked just as put together as he had when he’d walked through the door. “I have to go.”
“It’s late,” Sabrina heard herself reply, although her mind was whirling with ridiculous thoughts ofStay a little longerandPlease don’t go. She didn’t know where they were coming from and she didn’t dare give them a voice.
Extending a hand, Conner waited for her to take it then pulled her up to stand. He took a moment to absorb her there before him, her entire appearance in disarray thanks to his eager hands and zealous lovemaking, and then he said, “We’ll see you in the office later.”
Sabrina didn’t confirm or deny. She just watched him walk out the door, appreciating the view and trying her level best not to freak out over what they’d just done.
“Meow.”
Turning, Sabrina spotted Binx as he jumped up onto the back of the sofa, giving her a judgmental look.
She brushed her hand through the air. “Oh, mind your own business.”
If the cat was right, and she’d made a mistake, she’d deal with it later, if the need arose. Otherwise, as far as she was concerned, tonight never happened.
Chapter Four
Ignoring the elephant in the room was easier said than done. The moment the Hargreaves stepped off the elevator, Sabrina could swear she felt the earth shift. Of course, that was just her mind overexaggerating things, but she was hyperaware of them. Specifically, Conner. She was actively trying to erase all thought of him from her head, but every time she walked past him or one of his brothers and they gave her that knowing smile or flirty little wink, there it was again, in all its high-definition, sweaty, naked glory.
Conner was inescapable, and what’s more, she couldn’t stop entertaining the question of whether or not his brothers would be just as exciting. They certainly were just as sexy, in their own unique way. Knowing they were attracted to her only incited more of those naughty, forbidden thoughts. For the hundredth time, she gave herself a mental slap, reminding herself that she had no business fornicating with her employees. Especially not ones directly related to the man who practically invented the business world. Many considered him a king, and while she merely saw him as a man who had aged out and turned the helm over to her, she still harbored respect for the man and what he’d accomplished in his lifetime.
