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Her lips were glossy and swollen, her breaths coming in little pants. Cupping her ass, I pulled her close so her legs straddled my hips. I could feel the heat of her core through our clothes.
“Another table.”
She wasn’t wearing a dress this time, but black dress pants with a plum-colored turtleneck. Professional, conservative, and appropriate for the winter weather outside. But not user friendly for fucking.
“Here?”
I met her gray gaze. “Here.”
No way was I waiting.
“Two weeks was too long. Fuck, I can’t resist you. I don’t want to.”
She reached for the buttons on my shirt. “You need to invest in snap shirts,” she said, remembering our conversation from the bar.
I couldn’t agree more because the stupid buttons were delaying her hands on me.
Yanking the hem of her turtleneck, it came free of her pants and I pushed it up beneath her arms, exposing her tits.
“Fuck, do your panties match?” The bra was a deep plum, almost identical to her top. But it was lacy, and I could see her nipple through the dainty material.
“Please say you’re going to find out,” she replied, arching her back.
Yes, yes I was. I always saw things through to completion and she’d be very well satisfied.
Using my fingers, I tugged the cup down, her nipple popping free.
Her hands stopped when I latched onto that hard tip. Sucked, then nipped at it.
So the other one didn’t get neglected, I tugged on it, then pinched.
“Silas!” she moaned, thrusting her chest up.
“Shh,” I whispered, although I had no doubt Bridget cleared the office.
I’d never done anything like this in a James Corp building before, but Eve drove me to forget I was CEO. I stilled, my hands hovering over her soft skin.
I groaned because I should be the example. The one whose propriety was above board. Behaving like this was what my father would do. Close the deal with his dick.
Except I hadn’t known she was a loan applicant when we’d had sex. I hadn’t been at work and there was no deal to close since she took it off the table.
And I was going to fuck her on one.
Unlike my father and his myriad of conquests, I saw Eve as more than just a quick lay. Even though we couldn’t seem to keep our hands off each other, she was so much more than that.
“Silas?” she asked, breaking into my thoughts.
My hands cupped her breasts, and I was thinking about my father. I was not him. I got my head back in the game because she was fucking perfect, and I wouldn’t let the asshole who molded me into the CEO I was today to be in this room with us.
I gave her a smile and gave Eve and her gorgeous tits all my attention. That got her writhing and moaning.
“Shh. You don’t want anyone to hear,” I added, switching to her other nipple.
My dick was throbbing and my balls ached to empty into Eve. The inner caveman was telling me to fuck. Rut. Claim. I’d never felt like this before. This out of control. This crazy.
“No one’s here,” she replied, letting her head fall back. The motion jutted out her chest and she filled my palms to overflowing.
“You sure about that?” I asked, glancing up at her. “The mailman could come in at any time and hear your breathy cries and pants. Know you’re about to get fucked good and hard. That you need it.”
