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“Take me to the bed?” I asked, pitching my words up in a question.
He stopped his thrusts, breathing hard, and looked at me. There was something in his green eyes I couldn’t define. “Why?”
I pressed my lips together. “More room,” I lied, and he carried me to his bedroom, finally kissing me the way I wanted him to, deep and thorough instead of fast and sloppy. So many times we’d hooked up in his office, on lunch breaks, and I wanted more time. I wanted it to be like that night I’d stayed at his place.
I wanted it to be really making love, not just sex.
Roarke slid out of me while we walked and so he laid me down on the bed.
“Wait,” I said when he placed his hands on my thighs to spread them. “Take your shirt off.”
Roarke raised an eyebrow. “Thought you were the one that liked being bossed around, not me.”
It was close enough to a joke that I smiled. “It’s not about that. I just want to take care of you,” I said softly.
Roarke’s eyes flashed but then his expression shuttered and he removed his clothes, getting up on the bed with me on his knees.
I sat up and took off my top, leaving on my blouse, and leaned down to put the head of his cock in my mouth. Roarke let out a shuddering breath and put his hand on the top of my head.
I started to bob my head, taking more of him in, liking the way he felt heavy on my tongue. I hummed around him and Roarke choked out a moan.
“You’re too good at this, sweetheart,” he said in an almost accusatory way, and took my ponytail in hand, tugging gently to get me to move faster. I went along with what he wanted, happy to be giving him pleasure, but just as he began to pulse in my mouth, he tugged hard and I popped off him.
“Roarke,” I whined, and he shook his head.
“Want to finish inside you,” he murmured, and my belly tightened with pleasure. I felt myself dampening my panties and wiggled out of them and my skirt, lying bare beneath him. Roarke covered my body with his own, sliding into me in one smooth movement, and I moaned so loud I was sure his neighbors could hear me.
Roarke’s breathing was fast and I knew that he was near the edge, so I tightened my inner muscles around him, wrapping my legs around his waist. Roarke let out a sound like a growl.
“Tell me you want me,” he demanded.
“I already—”
“Tell me you want only me,” he cut me off, and his eyes were full of something intense like anger or pain or both.
“Only you,” I said earnestly. “You’re the only one I want, Roarke.”
I couldn’t think now about how he might still be jealous over Mark even though nothing had happened, how I wanted to confess everything, because I was approaching my peak and I breathed out his name over and over when I came.
Roarke released soon after with a shout and collapsed on top of me, panting into my neck. I put my hand in his hair, smoothing it down. It was getting longer and longer.
I knew that this couldn’t last forever, this intimate moment between us, but I wanted it to.
ROARKE
I knewthat it was a stupid idea, having sex with Magda, but the even stupider idea was taking her to my bed. This was where we had the most intimate night we’d had thus far, the one that had scared me. It was the night that had convinced me we needed to break it off.
Magda was running her fingers through my hair and it felt nice, I had to admit, after the day I’d had. I wanted to hate her, but it was so much easier to just lie here and catch my breath.
“Roarke, I really think we need to talk,” she said, and I groaned.
“No talking,” I said. ”Talking is what gets us into trouble.”
Magda laughed and the sound warmed my heart, I had to admit. I was still angry with her, but the endorphins after my orgasm were making it hard to stay that way.
“That’s our whole job, talking,” she said.
“We’re off work,” I grunted, and Magda hummed.
