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At least that’s what I told myself.
I rolled my hips against him again, feeling his hands finally surrender and drift to my inner thighs. I hummed as his fingers slowly grazed closer and closer to my inner thighs, as I pushed myself back, grinding against his length.
We had a lot to sort out, but I was exhausted and right now our physicality was creating a bridge between us, a pathway back to the light.
And I wanted to cross that bridge over and over again.
With a huff, he shoved the laptop off the table and swiftly pulled my shirt up over my head, throwing it to the floor. I groaned as his fingers pinched and rolled my nipples. He swiftly stood up and bent me over the table, and ripped my panties off, causing me to gasp.
I’d wound him up, and now he was unleashed.
He gently bit my left butt cheek and then the right, and it sent a jolt through my body, and heat to my core. He knelt behind me and he gripped my ankles, rubbing the sensitive skin there before he guided my legs apart. I clenched around nothing as I felt his hot breath at my entrance. “Don’t. Move.” He growled.
I whimpered as his touch suddenly disappeared. I heard him go into the bedroom, presumably for a condom, and then I heard him come back into the living room. I waited for what felt like forever, and when I finally looked over my shoulder, he was standing with dark eyes gazing at my hot dripping center.
“So beautiful, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I pushed myself up to my elbows, and in a flash, he was pressed against the back of me. “What did I say?”
I grumbled.
“Be a good girl, and stay still.” I could hear the amusement in his voice at making me wait. Then finally the rip of the condom, and his mouth at my ear, as his fingers trailed down my back, leaving a wake of fire behind them. “How doesmy girlwant it?” He kissed the back of my neck and moved to my other ear. “Tell me what you want, Emma.”
His girl.
Fuck.
And then, the sound of my name in his mouth nearly made me come right then and there. I panted, “Fuck me hard, Mason.” The hard cool table crushed against my hot aching breasts and it aroused me even more, as his teasing touch grazed everywhere but where I needed it most.
“Are you sure you don’t want it slow?” His fingers trailed tantalizing slowly across my skin.
“Fast, I want it fast.” I complained, trying to push my hips back and find him.
“If you insist.” He rumbled. “How can I deny what my baby wants?”
Thank God.
I felt his head thick at my entrance and I cried out as he sank into me hard and fast. I gripped the sides of the table as he gripped my hips and drove into me over and over. Against the table there was no give, and I shifted so my clit rubbed against the edge of the table with each thrust. We both quickly reached the edge, finally tumbling over together in a vortex of hot white fire.
He pulled out of me, kissing my back as he did so, and I felt disappointment when he was no longer against me. Fully spent, running on minimal sleep, I stayed pressed against the table catching my breath, and before I could muster the energy to push myself up, he quickly returned and I shuddered as he cleaned me up with a warm washcloth and slid clean panties up over my hips.
I pulled his shirt back on and he pulled me right back into his lap with a chuckle that warmed me to the core. I leaned back against him, still breathless, as he reached for his laptop on the floor.
He kissed my temple and then began typing again. I watched him pour through the hard drive, watched as he searched, partly paying attention to his work, but mostly paying attention to the way his body felt against my own. He caught my attention as he struggled to access an encrypted file, and my eyes flicked up to his.
He nodded at the computer. “Want to take a whack at it?” I sat up and took a deep breath. Not sure if I was ready to come out of the love bubble. But I quickly went to work, and my eyes widened as the information started to form a clearer picture.
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MASON
Emma’s fingersflew across the keyboard. She sat in my lap and it took everything within me not to start another game of lovemaking all over again. I left my hands resting against her bare legs, and my fingers twitched at the stillness I kept, despite my longing for more of her.
I held her as she steadily typed away, and I could feel myself hardening at the closeness of her yet again. I could tell when she felt me against the backside of her because her breathing changed. Oh, how I loved that subtle little change in her.
I slipped my hand up under her T-shirt and grazed her bare skin. She shifted, but continued working.
I ran my fingers along the rim of her waistband, desire pulsing through me. The need to dip into that tight warmth again and bring the taste of her, the smell of her glistening desire, to my lips.
