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“We don’t have time. Make it count,” she says, voice husky with need.
I plunge my cock into her as far as her body will allow and reach around her body with one hand to massage her clit.
I’ll make it count. She won’t want another man near her when I’m done. Only my cock will give her the pleasure she desires.
That thought has me thrusting hard and fast. Like a madman, hungry for release. I pick up the circular movements, wanting her to come.
“Yes, Mason. Yes,” she whisper moans.
The force in which I fuck her is wild and animalistic. I apply more friction to her clit, and I feel her tremble under my touch. She’s so close.
One pump. Two pumps.
Finally, she’s crying out. I have to use the same hand I just brought her to orgasm with to cover her mouth.
I come quickly after, a shuddering relief as I spill into her, my body going rigid. I fall into her back, breathing heavily as we both work to get ourselves under control.
“That was so fucking hot,” I whisper into the shell of her ear.
Her answering shiver and the way her ass juts out, pushing against my half limp cock, is all I need to know she agrees. I slide out of her, and she turns around to glance up at me.
“Three out of five stars on Yelp. Do not recommend,” But there’s a gasp between every word, and she can barely stand.
I grin. “Bullshit. You and I both know you fucking loved that, sweetheart.”
She shrugs. “I guess I could raise it to four.”
This girl will be the death of me.
33
ROWAN
The aftershocksof my orgasm are still rolling over me as I frantically pull my clothes on and smooth out my hair. In the distance, I can hear the murmur of voices. My heart is pounding in my chest and my knees are weak.
Where is Cecelia right now? What does she know, or at least suspect? I am so close to getting that promotion, that career pinnacle that is everything I’ve been struggling towards my entire adult life. And now I’m at risk of losing it, along with Cecelia’s respect.
“We can’t do this again,” I say to Mason. He’s tugging his pants back up.
“Oh, we’re doing it.” His eyes have a feral gleam in them, and I can see the ferocity simmering in the depths of his soul, that same fierceness that makes him a killer on the ice.
It feels incredibly alluring and dangerous, like I’m being pulled into a whirlpool. Like I’m drowning.
“This is bad for both of us, Mason. We’re never doing anything like this again.”
“Having the hottest sex of our lives? Oh, I think we are.” He moves closer, cups my face in his big, strong hands, and leans down to brush a kiss over my lips. “I think about you all the time when we’re not together, Rowan. This isn’t just sex.”
I submit for a moment because it feels so good, and his kiss is so tender. Heat washes over me, and I’m damp between my legs and ready to go again.
Voices in the hallway jerk me back to reality, and I leap away from him. He gives me a wry chuckle.
“We’re in a meeting room and I’m consulting with my publicist.” He shrugs, his mouth curling up in a smirk. “What’s the problem? We have all our clothes on.” He glances down, reaches out, and pulls up the zipper of my pants.
“Please. We smell like sex and look like hell.” I reach down and grab my purse from the floor. “An affair with me, right after being seen with Lexi, undoes all of the hard work that we’ve put in. It makes you look like a frivolous player.”
“If anyone found out, it wouldn’t be that big a deal.” He shakes his head. “I haven’t had a single drink since I left rehab, I haven’t gotten in any fights in a very long time except for on the ice, which frankly is what the crowd comes for. I’m not out screwing married women or chasing after barely legal starlets, so my personal life is none of anyone’s business, and they’re not going to can me even if they do find out we’re together. Thanks to your brilliantly evil PR campaign, I have the public image of a roguishly charming movie star.”
“Dear God. Did you actually just refer to yourself as roguishly charming?”
