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He raises an eyebrow before he pulls me off the desk and spins me around, with my feet on the floor. He reaches down, pulling my skirt up slowly. Tantalizingly slow. Making me want it. Beau nuzzles into my hair and takes a deep breath that he lets out against the back of my neck. “I want you like this.”
“Yes.”
At that, he pulls my skirt up over my ass and runs his fingertips along the outside of my hips while he looks at me. “Fuck, Elsie, you have a perfect ass.” I giggle, and he grabs me, pulling me back to him. I’m bent over his desk, and I fight the urge to wonder how many other women he’s had bent over this desk. His cock sits on my low back, but then he slides himself over my ass and lower until he nestles against me there. No more arguments inside my head now. A yearning for Beau has replaced them. “You want me to show you what I want?”
“Yes—"
He thrusts halfway in and grunts, “This is a good start.”
I work myself back at him. “Don’t stop!”
He lets out a manly laugh, like he has won an argument. Proud. Cocky. Why do I like that? When he plunges deeper on the second thrust, all thoughts short circuit. It’s been so long that it takes a moment to remember all the steps. But I glide back to him, and he takes charge of the rhythm, pounding into me. Beau’s hands grab at my hips and he uses them for leverage, as he snarls, “Fuck, you feel good.”
“You too!” I purr. With each stroke, he claims more of me, hitting long neglected places inside my body. Beau leans onto my back, holding onto the opposite side of the desk for more force. His cock grinds against my G-spot, and I’m shaking. Everything inside is molten. Heat rises and just as another climax burns through, his hand fits over my mouth.
“Can’t have you screaming,” he growls in my ear. “What would my assistant think?”
“Then slow down—"
“Is that what you really want?”
“No!”
He speeds up and makes me come on his cock. My eyes roll back and my body jerks out of control. My mind is a blank space, filled with only bliss. He drives himself deeper still, and I shatter on him again, this time biting his hand. I am lost to him. This infuriating man. How does he make me come harder than anyone ever has? Pleasure curls around my spine and makes me weaker.
But Beau is strong. He growls and shoves into me, bruising my hip bones on the desk. He leans over me and murmurs, “You’re so fucking wet. Gonna make me come—"
“Yes!”
He hammers harder and just as his cock swells inside of me, he pulls out and comes on my ass with a muted roar of, “Fuck!” For a moment, neither of us moves. But his gasping breaths fill the room as he grabs a tissue to clean me up. I turn around and before I can say anything, Beau kisses me. His heart beats like a drum, and his breaths still fall hard. Mine, too. After, he stares into my eyes. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” I pant.
“How is it possible?”
“What?”
“That two people at odds can do… that.”
I giggle. “Not sure. But we did.”
He smirks. “Yeah, we did. I want to do it again.” He kisses me long and deep, and every part of me wants this. So, what if we don’t get along? Who cares about logic when I feel this damn good?
Two hard knocks bring us back to reality, and we both freeze. “Beau, can I come in?”
“Just a sec, Cormac,” he projects. Then he grumbles, “Fuck.”
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18
ELSIE
“Your brother?” I whisper while we scramble to get ourselves presentable. Where the hell are my underwear? I want to ask, but Beau has fucked my brain out of my skull, and I’m worried I’ll say it too loud.
He nods. “Hurry.”
“I am! Stop telling me what to—"
