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“Hmm, no work now.” He looked down at her, placing a hand on top of her head.
Stag rubbed the back of his neck, then lifted his arms over his head in a groaning stretch that lifted his shirt just right over the edge of his pants, giving her a direct eyeline to the V dipping into his trousers. She swallowed, a familiar warmth creeping up her neck.
When Tez glanced up at him from under her lashes, he was smirking with that look he had.
“Get up,” he said.
“Stag, I have another meeting in five minutes.”
A full brow cocked, and veined forearms crossed atop his chest. “And?”
She gnawed her hesitation and nerves into the inside of her cheek, but pushed back in the seat and rose.
“Very good,” he said even as he nudged her forward against the tabletop, bending her over with firm pressure on her back.
“Stag…” she murmured over her shoulder, glancing at the door, which she knew would open any minute for her next meeting. Nevertheless, the way his voice warmed when he delivered the praise made her melt. His mouth was already on her ear as he curled forward over her, his hands working at her own leggings, then his trousers. Cool air brushed her skin as he pulled the material down over her hips, his fingers trailing goosebumps over the curve of her ass. Her core clenched with anticipation.
Stag’s teeth grazed her earlobe, misted breath against sensitive skin making her squirm. The hard heat of his cock pressed against her slit, and he tortured her with how slowly he finally entered her. They had to hurry, damn it! But he took his time, sliding between her slicked folds easily, pushing them apart as the fullness settled in her belly. She shuddered underneath the weight of his chest against her back.
The teasing ended when she clenched herself around him and pushed her hips back against him. With a strained grunt, he lifted himself up. His hand splayed on her back for what she sensed with excitement would be leverage. She glanced back, watching him loom over her with a hungry look that always sent her into overdrive. Stag had a tendency to need to be in control at all times. He had a colony ship to run. But when he was like this, with her, she relished seeing him let go. She could do that, make him lose control just for her.
And let go he did, rocking back and thrusting forward into her with quick, full strokes. The pressure of his fingers across her back hurt, compressing her breasts against the surface of the table to the point of pain, but the ache only intensified the primal satisfaction in her bones. Tez knew in that moment, taking her from behind with his hips slamming hard against her ass, Stag didn’t care about her pleasure. He didn’t care about anything at all, and neither did she. Her fingers curled, clawing at the tabletop for purchase as she thrust herself back, meeting his force to use him as much as he did her.
“More,” she grunted, and he complied, grabbing her waist with both hands to yank her toward him. Her hipbones jutted into the edge of the table. She lifted one foot, the other on tiptoe, to position herself just right underneath his assault, sparks blanching across her eyelids.
“Fuck,” she bit through a moan, the rare curse spilling as she edged closer to her breaking point and only spurring him on. But then she was empty, being grabbed and spun around, slammed with her rear on the table and her legs around his waist. The motion was so fast that she was still trying to figure out what happened when his cock was back inside her. She stared at his sweat-beaded chest, getting her bearings.
He’d taken off his shirt, and she pulled forward to press her lips to salty skin speckled with faint scars. That didn’t last long, for the jolts of electric pleasure skittering up her spine made her elbows weak, forcing her to fall back onto the table. Mercifully, his hand was already there, held behind her to soften the fall because her body was incapable of self-preservation as the orgasm coursed through her like a live wire.
Stag’s tongue flicked across his lip and his half-closed eyes went dark, brows knotted in concentration as he pumped a final few times. He fell forward, claiming her mouth with his and forcing his tongue against her own as he filled her with his release. Tez swallowed his groan and trailed her nails up his back in long, sweeping motions just the way he liked it.
A hesitant knock on the door—they hadn’t fixed the chimes yet—jerked Tez back to the present. With an annoyed grunt in that direction, Stag pushed off of her, sliding out of her pussy with reluctance.
“Just a minute!” Tez called.
They hadn’t quite fixed the soundproofing yet either, so she knew the mechanic waiting outside would hear her. She smoothed her hair as she got her bearings. Looking down to grab the waistband of her leggings, she saw the mix of their juices glistening on her inner thighs. She’d have to sit through the next meeting with him seeping into her panties, but Tez had long ago realized that being marked like this came with a certain carnal satisfaction.
Stag, having already dressed and looking just as handsomely disheveled as would be expected of him, cupped her face in his own and pulled her in for another quick, scorching kiss. He strode out of the room with his usual smooth confidence. Like nothing ever happened. Tez tried to act natural as her next appointment appeared in the open doorway.
“Mr. Minnow.” She smiled, taking a seat in her chair and beckoning him to the one across from her. “Please come in.”
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