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Pierson moans and my cock responds. That motherfucker hardens and pushes against my zipper as she moves in closer. Her body is pressed tightly against mine, and I want nothing more than to strip her and fuck her right here and now. And I might.
My hand slides down her back to her ass, where I grip her hard. She must like that because she groans and forces her body closer to me. Thoughts swirl around my head, and none of them are good. Thoughts of her at my mercy, naked, of driving into her over and over. But I can’t do that. I said I would help her stay safe.
So I break our kiss pulling back and listening as a whine falls from her lips. Pierson’s eyes slowly open and lock with mine, and the fucking air in the room thickens.
“We can’t do this,” I tell her.
“Why not?”
“We just can’t.”
“You look at me like a project. Like I’m something you need to fix,” she accuses as she steps back.
“Don’t do that,” I tell her.
“It’s true. You think I’m your redemption, but I’m not, Tarek. I can’t be.”
“I don’t know what I think anymore, Pierson. I know I like havin’ you here. I know I like feelin’ your presence.”
“You do?” she asks hesitantly. I shouldn’t have told her that, but it’s the truth, and I think we both need that right now.
“Yeah, I do. And it’s kinda fuckin’ with my head a little.”
“Why?”
“Because you aren’t Bethany, and I know that. I haven’t wanted to keep a girl around since her, Pierson. But the thought of lettin’ you leave … it just doesn’t sit right with me.”
“You thought about letting me go?” I run my hand through my hair.
“Yeah, I have. I didn’t bring you here to hold you hostage. I just wanted you to get better.”
“I have nowhere to go.”
“But you were hell-bent on leavin’.”
Pierson sighs, and her shoulders slump. I want to go to her and hold her, but I don’t.
“At first, I just wanted to run. I wanted to get as far from them as possible.”
“And now?” I ask her.
“Now, I don’t want to see you get hurt because of me.” Her words soothe me more than they should. I shouldn’t feel like this, but something tugs at my heart, and I step back toward her, lifting my hand to cup her cheek.
“You have to know I wouldn’t let you go,” I tell her.
“I’m not sure I can agree with that.”
“Then I’m not sure this thing would work between us,” I admit. She nods before biting her lip, but before I know what’s happening, she’s kissing me again.
Everything shifts. Everything. I kiss her back like my life depends on it. My hands are all over her, grasping at whatever I can. She’s moaning, tugging at my belt buckle, and I let her. What the hell am I doing?
Ignoring the nagging question in the back of my mind, I walk her back until her legs hit the desk behind her. Then I make quick work of her jeans, sliding them down her legs with her panties. Pierson leans back, pulling her shirt over her head, and I move in, taking her nipple into my mouth through her lace bra. Her head drops back, and moans fall from her lips.
Then she’s back to work on my jeans, shoving them down my thighs.
“You wanna take this to the room?” I ask her.
“No,” she moans breathlessly. I nod and lean back in, taking the other nipple this time. I bite down and listen to her cry out my name. Her hand wraps around my cock, and she begins to stroke and tug. She surprises me again when she climbs up on the desk and slides her ass to the edge, her pussy right at my cock level. I step forward, and I’m buried inside her in one motion.
