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I work at his buttons, and we keep getting in each other’s way, and laughing about it. But the laughing becomes more kissing, and soon, he’s fighting with my pants, while I have to nudge off the desk to work on his belt buckle. They built him like a Greek god, lean taught muscles accentuated by that golden summer tan.
His body exudes heat beneath my hands. Every part of this is exactly what I want. My heart races and my body is yearning with desire. No more time for second thoughts.
I’m going down this slide.
When I have his pants unbuckled and unzipped, I reach in to find him. He growls into my mouth when I touch him there. Oh, good god. That is more than I bargained for. Like hot silk on proud steel. My mouth waters.
But he pushes me off of him.
Rowan pulls off my pants and now I’m in my black cotton bra and nude cotton panties. I hadn’t planned on this. I would have worn something nicer for the occasion. But he looks at me like I am the most erotic thing that’s ever existed, and I don’t care that they don’t match. He slides his pants off, and with them, his boxers. Stepping free of his shoes, he is completely naked in front of me, and I try not to gawk.
Rowan Cargill is the sexiest man I have ever seen.
He steps to me again, brushing his five o’clock shadow against my cheek as he whispers in my ear, “Is this what you want, Autumn?”
“Yes,” I gasp.
“Then I want to see you, too.” He reaches behind me and unclasps my bra to slide it down my arms, tossing it aside. It’s like he’s memorizing my breasts, before he pinches the sides of my underwear and pulls them down, too. He kneels as he does it, dropping alongside them so he gets a lower view of me. Rowan stares up at me from down there. “Get on the desk again.”
I swallow against my dry throat and hop onto his desk. He places his palm flat against my sternum to slowly push me back, making me lie down for him. Rowan kisses my lips while his hands explore my body. First my breasts, cupping and tweaking and grazing against all the flesh there. Then his fingertips swirl around my navel before heading downward.
He’s got me so worked up that I don’t know what I’ll do when he reaches—
“Oh, fuck!” I shout when he touches me there. But I shouted it into his mouth, which quiets me down. At least no one will hear us.
His fingers work like magic, and he has me shaking in short order. That stubble burns my lips and cheeks in the hottest way. This feels too good to stop. He growls, “You’re going to come for me, baby.”
I whimper, “Yes!”
“That’s it,” he says as he looks in my eyes, “just like that.”
As the climax takes over, I let out a keening wail I can’t stop. His other hand covers my mouth, but the naughty hand keeps me coming. I can’t stop—I won’t. I’m seeing stars, and all the luscious waves of heat make me bliss incarnate.
He gasps, “I know what I said last night about taking my time, and normally, I do, but I have to—
“Fuck me, Rowan!” I pant loudly.
He pulls me to the edge of the desk and presses himself against me there. I’m still quivering inside when he thrusts halfway in with a growl. I cry out and he barks, “Yes!” He works himself back and forth inside me, driving me toward another orgasm as he eventually gets his entire length in. I grip the edge of the desk, desperate for something solid to hold onto.
He reaches beneath me and picks me up on his cock. His powerful hands are under my ass—god, he’s so much stronger than I knew. I hang onto his thick neck, but I don’t need to. He has me. In every possible way, he has me. I’m not touching anything but him, as he carries me to the nearest wall between two bookshelves. He fucks me up the wall, and my breasts collide with his toned chest with each upward thrust.
I’m out of my mind with it, biting, kissing, moaning with every inch of him rubbing my G-spot. It’s not long before another orgasm rushes through me. I bite down onto his shoulder, hoping to muffle my scream, but he fucks me harder as I come and makes me scream louder. When I can finally breathe again, my head knocks back into the wall. “Trying to make them hear us?”
“Trying to make you walk funny when you leave.”
I giggle, and Rowan carefully pulls out and sets me onto my feet. He turns me around and enters me from behind, making me growl against the wall. He takes my hands overhead, and with one hand, holds them there. With his cock as deep as it can go inside of me, he pins me there. I’m trapped and helpless to him, and I love every second.
But when his free hand reaches around for my clit, I lose myself. One orgasm bucks against the next. I have no strength left in my body—Rowan is holding me upright with himself. The room is spinning, and I am out of control. When his cock swells inside of me, another one is triggered. He shouts, “Fuck!” And comes inside of me.
13
Autumn
Pulling up to the Cargill family estate, I am filled with nostalgia. The Cargill family home is an opulent mansion, gray stone walls with enormous pale blue hydrangea and vibrant pink phlox in full bloom. They matched the colors of twilight in the sky. The flowers perfume the air when I open my door and walk along the cobblestone path to the stairs.
The first time I’d visited, we were just middle schoolers working on a project. Back then, the mansion looked like a palace to me and, for a day, I became convinced Rowan was a prince. Thankfully, he didn’t tell anyone about me trying to curtsy at him. If his brothers had found out, I never would have heard the end of it, even if I were just joking.
Walking up the ivory stone stairs, their elderly butler greeted me. “Ms. Sherwood, how lovely to see you.”
