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“Go sit over there,” she orders me. “I need to stretch first.”

“Knock yourself out.” I drop onto the sofa, keeping my eyes on her.

She walks over to my desk, and her back is to me when she spreads her feet wide and bends over to grab her ankles like they did during cheerleading warmups. Oh, the things I wanted to do to her back then.

And this time around, under that short little skirt, she’s wearing nothing but a thong.

She stretches to the right, her brow touching her knee as both hands wrap around her ankle. Then she shifts to the left. My cock is ready to burst through my pants.

Rachel places her palms down in the center of the desk and gracefully lowers herself into a perfect Chinese split. With toes pointed outward to either side, she flips up the back of her tiny skirt to taunt me with the sight of her tight round ass tilted up at me. Holy shit! That’s about all I can take lying down.

I catapult off the sofa and pull her up off the floor. “I wasn’t done, Rhence,” she objects, laughing, as she tries to turn to face me.

But I press her against the desk and bend her over, face down, to give her what she came for.

“Oh!” she gasps theatrically. “Thisnever happened at cheerleading practice before.”

“Shut the fuck up,” I say and smack that beautiful ass for emphasis. My dick practically leaps out of my pants toward her glistening vagina, and I’m so glad I don’t have to stop to slap on a condom. We’ve both tested clean, and Rachel’s on birth control. I don’t think my cock’s ever throbbed this big and hard, and Rachel is so hot and wet, I nearly come the second I’m inside her.

“Oh, Rhence,” she cries, arching back to look at me.

“I said shut the fuck up. Stay down!” I bark, making her even more slick with desire. This is new for us. As long as it’s restricted to the bedroom, Rachel loves it when I go all alpha male, demanding and rough with her.

My hands grip her narrow waist so firmly, I’m sure to leave bruises. Neither of us gives a fuck in the heat of the moment. Her hungry moans tell me she wants more, harder and deeper. The desk is creaks loudly under us. Pencil holders and desk ornaments tumble onto the floor, only heightening our arousal. I’m balls deep in her and on the edge of sweet release. I slip one of my hands beneath her, into her hot, wet cunt. I work her clit in a rhythmic circular motion, attacking on both fronts to tease the orgasm from her.

Just before Rachel comes, I slap a hand over her mouth, lest the whole office hear her. Within seconds, every nerve ending in my body fires, and I’m pumping my whole fucking load into her. My head spins as wave after wave of ecstasy rockets through me until at last, I collapse across her back, spent and satisfied.

And in that moment, the truth becomes abundantly clear: I’m never going to walk away from all this. I was a fool for ever thinking I could.

Chapter seventeen

Rachel

“Sohowarethingswith you and Parker?” I ask Eliza across the lunch table at a cute little café. Hanging out with them as a couple had been a blast, so I’m making more of an effort to grow our out of office friendship. I have a feeling the four of us will be spending a lot more time together because Parker is over the moon for her.

Eliza smiles demurely as she picks over her salad. “Pretty darn good, I’d say. It’s only been four weeks, but we already spend so much time at each other’s place, it’s crazy.”

“Hey when it’s right, it’s right,” I say and take a sip of my iced tea. “How’s your dad doing?”

Her expression fell a little. “About the same, I try to get in to see him as often as I can, but it never seems like enough, you know?”

“That must be rough, I’m really sorry, Eliza. If you need more flexible hours, we—”

“No, no,” she holds a hand up. “He has round the clock care and they’re very good to him. But he still asks about mom, sometimes thinks I’m her. That sort of thing.”

“Oh,” I nod. “That’s really got to be difficult. I think my mom went through something similar with her father. If there’s anything that I can do to make things less stressful for you, please let me know.”

Her eyes light up. “Now that you mention it…”

“Yes?”

“How do you feel about cats?”

“The musical?”

She bursts into laughter. “No, the pets.”

“Ah, I’m more of a dog person, but I’m not opposed to them.”

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