Page 78 of All Of My Heart


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“Ah, so you’re smiling because you called security to drag her filthy self out of here?”

My smile widens. “I threatened her with a restraining order from both of us. Well, technically, she threatened me first, and then I had the final say.”

Zoey beams. “Is it weird that you being a sexy boss-man turns me on just as much as you being a sexy mountain man?”

My eyes grow heavy with desire as I slowly drag my finger over my lower lip, watching her. The air crackles between us. The distance feels too much, too wide. I need to touch her. And judging by the way she’s licking her lips lazily, I think she needs me too.

“Get over here,” I demand huskily.

She stands without hesitation and walks slowly around my desk, dragging her delicate fingers over the wood as she moves, her eyes never leaving mine. When she reaches me, our knees knock, and electricity sparks my desire to life even more.

God, I’ll never get enough of her.

“Hi, husband,” she purrs, the raspy sound of her voice going straight to my cock.

“Hi, wife,” I reply, quirking my eyebrow.

She leans down, placing both hands on the arms of my chair, giving me a perfect view of her cleavage as her top falls forward. Her scent, sweet and summery, surrounds me and pleasure shoots up my spine when she whispers, “Kiss me.”

I do without hesitation. My hands haul her petite body onto my lap, where she settles on my already rock hard cock. Her tongue in my mouth and her pussy grinding on me is exactly what I’m wanting. I kiss her like a starved animal, and she kisses me right back. Her hands thread into my hair, and she drags her nails over my shoulders as we fuck each other’s mouths.

The sound of chatter begins to filter into the air around us, and my consciousness snaps back. I’m at work. I’m the boss. I can’t fuck my wife for the whole of my company to see. I break the kiss, relishing the needy, lust-filled look in her beautiful blue eyes. Kissing her quickly once more, I rub my nose against hers and lean into her ear. “When we get home, I’m going to fuck you with my tongue, and you’re going to come on my face and my fingers. Then, when you ride my cock, I’m going to make you fall apart all over again until you’re screaming my name, and your cunt is dripping with my cum.”

The breathy moan and her hands tightening in my hair send a jolt of white-hot heat straight to my balls. I move my lips to her neck, and she grips my hair even tighter, yanking my head back to meet her eyes. “If you kiss my neck right now, Harrison, I will not be responsible for what happens next.”

I smirk. The desire inside me pulsing like a living, breathing entity.Fuck, do I want to push her limits so badly.But I have no doubt that she’d have my zip down and my cock out and inside her within a matter of seconds. Audience be damned.

The chatter around us gets louder, telling me my team are closer now, probably coming back from lunch and going back to work, and any moment, they’ll see Zoey on my lap, but fuck, if her words don’t make me want her more. “Patience, sweetheart,” I murmur, kissing her once more before tapping her legs, signalling for her to stand.

“I don’t like you right now.”

“I’ll make sure my tongue apologises to you later when you’re sitting on my face.” I wink, and she blushes.

Unable to hold in her smile, the side of her mouth twitches. “Fine. Fuck you later, husband.”

Chapter 42

Zoey

“Youneedtotellme everything,” Nora demands from next to me whilst we wait for Jess at the trendy little bistro for brunch.

I bite the inside of my mouth, cursing myself for telling her I’m having lots of feelings towards Harrison. “I like him,” I admit, shrugging, trying to play it cool when, in reality, I’ve got a constant swarm of butterflies in my belly.

Nora slaps my arm. “There’s more and you don’t want to say.”

I look at her stern brown eyes and deflate, knowing I won’t win this game of avoidance with her. “Fine, I’m feeling…things. Things I’ve not really ever felt with anyone before.”

She softens and her hand covers her chest. “Is my girl in love?”

I close my eyes and scrunch my face up. “Eww, don’t even say that.” Opening my eyes, I see pride shining in Nora’s eyes and I chuckle. “But let me tell you, there might be a million words in the English language, but for some inconceivable reason, I can’t find any that describe how he makes me feel.”

“Oh my God, I’m going to cry.” Nora fans her face, her eyes actually welling up.

“God, please don’t. Not in public.”

She smiles, but her watery eyes don’t go away immediately. “I’m not going to put words in your mouth, but I think you love him.”

I roll my eyes but deep down this feeling, like I’m somehow homesick when I’m not with him, tells me that I’m kinda, maybe, sorta, in love with my fake husband, which wasn’t ever part of the plan.

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