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How could anyone find her boring? She’s the most mysterious woman I’ve ever met and somehow, even more delightful to know. I have yearned for her since the second I saw her, even before our names touched each other’s mouths.

And with a careless little word, I let her spend a night hating me. Pushing me away.

“Orlie –”

Before she can speak, I press my lips to hers, turning her words into a longing sigh. “Don’t walk away from me again,” I whisper. “Please don’t.”

She hooks her arms around my neck and kisses me harder, nearly knocking me back onto the coffee table. I slide my hands down to her waist, then to her hips, taking handfuls of her curvaceous ass. Heaven.

We fumble onto the ground, clawing at clothes, pulling in directions that will never get them off. We’re so desperate we don’t even have common sense.

Kira is above me, riding the ridge of my cock through our clothes, her chest pressed to mine, kissing me with primal need. I can’t seem to keep up with her.

“Slow down, slow down,” I entreat her.

Kira’s lips break from mine. She presses her face into my shoulder and stops just long enough that I can cradle her right there to my chest.

“How can you possibly think you’re boring?” I ask, voice weaving through her hair.

She shakes her head. “I don’t know. I’ve always been quiet.”

I want to tell her that quiet doesn’t mean boring. That quiet is what I’ve liked about her all this time. Not quiet as in docile. Quiet as in determined. Confident. Captivating.

“I’m quiet too, aren’t I?” I ask.

“It’s different. You’re…”

I wait on pins and needles for her explanation.

“People have to look at you. No one has to look at me.”

I draw away enough to look into her eyes. “Ihave to look at you. There’s no way I could look away from you.”

Her lips perk up.

Say it back. Something back. Anything to let me know I’m not alone in this.

I want nothing more than to follow in my father’s footsteps. Be the good CEO I’ve been trained to be. That definitely doesn’t include having sex with my employee. Doesn’t include being in a relationship with her either. But I think I want both.

Scratch that, I know I do. We could fucking run Wynters together. We’d be unstoppable.

Kira grabs my cock through my shorts, reminding me that it’s not good to think or make decisions while horny. “How do you want me?”

“I…”

Thunder swallows my answer. Or did I not answer at all? All I know is that just a moment later, Kira is over me while my back is propped up against the couch, cock standing tall and erect. She hovers over me, notching me into her entrance, and then sinks down my entire length, her head tipping back with sweet release.

I gasp. “Holy fuck.”

“I’m hot,” she whispers and then rips off her T-shirt, revealing her bare chest.

I can’t resist pulling her chest toward my mouth and wrapping her nipples in my mouth, trading off between the two of them so neither feels unwanted.

“Keep doing that, it feels –” Kira’s moan finishes the sentence.

I watch her face as I suck on her tits, not even worried about the spasm building in my core. I brace my feet against the floor, joining in her thrusting while my tongue winds around her perky nipple.

“Faster,” she whines.

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