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“You make me happy,” he softly replies, tracing his thumb over my lips. “I’ve fucked up. I’ve made mistakes.”
“It’s the past.”
“I want nothing more than to make it up to you,” he says, firmly cupping my breasts, twirling his fingers over my nipples.
Biting my bottom lip, I lean into his touch. “I know where you could start.”
A small breath escapes his parted lips, as he takes in the sight of me exposed in his bed.
His eyes meet mine, and there’s nothing but passion. Devotion. No hint of darkness in sight.
“You are so goddamn perfect,” he murmurs. “Your eyes show me the life I feel as though I don’t have.”
I sigh, gently taking his face between my hands. Our lips collide, and I kiss him hard. Passionately.
Desperately.
As if my entire life depends on it.
Butterflies take over my belly, and my heart flutters. And in this moment, I can feel it. There’s no second-guessing it, or beating around the bush. I know that it’s happened.
I’ve fallen helplessly in love with this man.
And there’s no turning back.
* * *
He pressesmy back to the wall beside the front door, dropping his briefcase to the floor. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, pushing my body against his. My mouth opens, our tongues fighting for control, and he wins.
Oh, he wins.
He explores my mouth, brushing his tongue against mine, and I savor the feeling of his hands grabbing me. Squeezing me. Yanking me closer to his waist, his erection straining beneath his dress pants.
Moaning into the kiss, I run my fingers through his hair, my fingertips massaging his scalp. He growls against my lips, pinning my arms against the wall.
Rubbing my waist against his crotch, he releases me, trailing his hands from my hips to my ass. He pulls me closer, the friction sending sparks throughout my body. I’m on fire against him, trembling, aching.
“Fuck,” he growls low in his throat, yanking up my dress when I least expect it.
He rips off my panties with one swift motion, and spins me around. Slamming the front of me up against the wall, he wraps my hair around his wrist, pulling my head back.
Firmly gripping my jaw, he kisses my lips.
“Fuck me,” I groan.
The sound of him unzipping his pants leaves me with a rush, and I push my bare bottom against his waist.
“Do not move,” he orders, spreading my legs with his knee.
“Fuck me,” I plead, whimpering. Moaning.
“You want me to fuck you senseless?”
“God, yes.”
“Beg for it,” he grits out, grabbing my ass.
Rubbing it. Massaging it. Loosening my muscles, ensuring that the blood is flowing.
