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She reached up to cup my face at the same time she tightened her legs around my hips like she needed the reassurance I wasn’t going to disappear.
I wasn’t fucking going anywhere.
Not a chance.
Not after we’d taken those lines and obliterated them.
My hands fell to her thighs, stroking the bare skin there before traveling up to the hem of her black pencil skirt that had hiked up to her hips when I’d sat her on the edge of her desk. Fuck, her skin was soft, and I pulled back just enough to gauge her reaction as I reached higher up her thighs.
Her eyes were lust-hazed, her lips swollen from my kiss.
“You want to keep playing pretend?” I asked, my voice sounding like it’d been scraped raw. “Because if we keep it up, I’m not stopping here unless you tell me to.”
“Yes,” she said, her tone breathless and needy and doing everything to shred any resolve I may have had about this. “I want to keep playing.”
I claimed her mouth again, gliding my fingers over her thigh, plunging beneath the skirt only to meet a scrap of lace that was damp.
“Fuck,” I said, my dick aching with how badly I wanted to sink into her. “You’re drenched.” I dragged my thumb over her clit, using the texture of the lace to my benefit.
She rocked her hips against me, gasping between my lips.
Fuck, Brynn was a masterpiece I couldn’t wait to unravel.
She was so responsive, all primed and ready for me to push her over the edge. And I would, too, in so many ways. The first would be right here on her desk using only my fingers. Then I’d use my tongue, and only when I had her soft and pliant and fucking pleading for my cock would I sink between the satin of her thighs.
She stroked her tongue along the roof of my mouth in a claiming way that almost made my knees buckle, but I snaked my free arm around her lower back, holding us steady as I kissed and teased her until we were both panting.
“Wes,” she sighed my name against my lips, nothing but need and endearment wrapping around the familiarity between us.
I palmed her lower back, pushing her closer to the edge as I circled her clit over the wet lace, falling further into the girl of my dreams as we lost touch with reality.
Fuck pretend, I wanted this to be my forever.
I wanted nights and days and more nights with her underneath me, above me, or splayed out on my bed while I edged her until her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Wes,” she said again, her thighs tightening around my hips as I brought her closer to release, adding a little pressure to my teasing strokes. “I—”
Her phone rang, jarring the hell out of us both. She jerked out of the kiss, her eyes flaring wide as she glanced down at the phone on her desk, reading something there I couldn’t.
“Wes, I…I…” Her words tangled in her throat before she clamped a hand over her mouth, wiggling against me until I stepped out from between her thighs, giving her plenty of room to hop off the desk. “I have another appointment!” she blurted out, hurrying into her pumps before she practically bolted out of the door.
I stood there, staring after where she ran off, hard as fuck and confused more than I ever had been before.
Guess we weren’t playing pretend anymore.
BRYNN
Isomehow, miraculously, managed to keep myself fully distracted and busy on our ten-hour flight to Iceland.
Enormous product launch for the win.
The workload almost helped me completely, totally, absolutely forget about the definitely unforgettable kiss I’d shared with Weston two nights ago.
His hands on my thighs, one toying with the lace covering my aching center as he teased me and worked me up in tight knots. The way he’d claimed my mouth in powerful strokes that had me gasping for breath all while not getting enough. The way his muscled body had felt against mine, only making me want more and more and more.
Okay, so I hadn’t forgotten a second of it. And yeah, I’d avoided him on an almost uncomfortable level the past few days, but what else was I supposed to do?
Weston hadkissedme.
