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“Of course. Andrew mentioned he’d like to help. He loves recruiting, particularly trips to places like Cleveland, Detroit, Anchorage, anything really out of the way,” I said sweetly.
Ann gave me a puzzled look but my eyes were on Andrew. His jaw clenched and I nearly burst out laughing.
My phone lit up.
Andrew Markman
Hard is definitely the right word.
I clenched my thighs together.
Race you home. Be undressed when I get there.
But when we got out of the meeting, Andrew hustled me into a cab.
His eyes were hot on mine and he pulled me over his lap, my skirt riding up so I could feel the hard length of him under me.
“You like teasing me like that?” His voice was low and tight with need.
“I do.” I ground down on him and he hissed a breath.
He nipped at my neck. “You better hope I let you make it home.”
When we got home, he wasted no time shucking his clothes so I could admire the grace of his muscles. Even after months of unfettered access to him, his beauty still made my breath catch in my throat. He laid me on the bed like I was precious to him and proceed to lick into my core like he was starving for me. Hard flicks of his tongue, then slow dragging kisses, until I was panting with need.
“I need you. Get up here.”
“Yes, little tyrant,” he murmured, before giving me one final kiss.
The weight of him pushing me into the mattress, the hot silk of his skin, it was all too much. He pressed into me and I already felt the pleasure overwhelming me.
“You’re close, aren’t you sweetheart?” His voice was rough with lust and his lids dropped as he slid out and back home. I made an incoherent sound and arched against him as I came, my orgasm unspooling sweet and sharp under my skin. He came with me, helplessly pumping into me, his face tight with passion.
“You’re so fucking good at that.” He pulled out of me and gathered me against him. His chest heaved and I wanted to laugh with joy.
“You mean I’m good at finishing way too fast?”
“You make me crazy.” He closed his eyes and I traced his face with my eyes. That perfect lower lip was soft as he relaxed.
“I don’t intend to stop, you know.”
He cracked an eye. “I don’t intend to let you. You’re not going anywhere. In fact, I think it would be a great idea to shackle you to me for life.”
My stomach flipped and I searched his face. He was utterly serious. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, that I’ve heard we can take two weeks off for a honeymoon. I’ve also heard that Central Park is a great place to propose this time of year.”
“Well, sounds like I would be a fool to refuse.” I grinned at him. His pleasure at our life together was infectious.
“You would be. In fact, I don’t think I’ll let you.” He kissed me and I could feel his whole heart in it.
