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“Um, of course. Sir. Anything else?”
“Nope. That’s all. You can go to lunch now, I’m going to be taking a short break myself, as will Miss Pham.”
Marcus lingers for a second and I look up and give him a weak smile willing him to leave because I don’t know how long I can hold in the aftermath whimpers, my clit still pulsing, sending waves of pleasure over my core.
Once we’re alone, Kingsley drops back down to his knees, gently pulling my skirt up, and runs his tongue along my sex and over my aching clit. The gentle action draws another orgasm from me, and he doesn't stop licking until he’s cleaned up that last of the residue of the orgasms he just gave me.
“Fucking delicious,” he whispers, before smoothing my clothes back down.
Once my mind reconnects with my body, I sit back up in my chair, glaring at him.
“What the fuck was that?”
He shrugs, rubbing his hands across his face, wiping my cum off his chin. “It was exactly what I said. I don’t care who knows about us.”
“Oh my god, you’re mad.”
He braces his hand on the back of my chair, pushing it to recline back as his lips, tasting of my cum, crush mine. When we’re both begging for breath, he finally stops kissing me. Brushing the hair from my flushed cheeks, he says, "No, Luna, I'm not embarrassed to be seen with you, and I'm not hiding you from anyone. And if you don’t believe me, next time I won’t stop fucking you until the entire office is watching your tight little pussy take every single inch of my cock. Think about that next time you think you’re not going to show up at a meeting where I’m expecting you."
Twenty-Eight
“So tell me abouther,” Luna says a little while later as she sits cross-legged on the kitchen bench, making us a sandwich from the spread Theodore somehow knew to have ready for us when we snuck out of my bedroom an hour later, looking for a snack.
“Um, what’s there to tell? She’s makes Lucifer look like Barney the dinosaur.”
“In what way?” she asks as she holds up a slice of prosciutto to the light. She considers it for a moment, pops it into her mouth, and picks up another piece to lay on top of the piece of ciabatta I sliced for her.
“In what way? In every way. Looks and personality. You saw her.”
“She is beautiful, stunning.” She picks up a slice of mozzarella and lays it on top of the deli meats. “Some of this?” she asks, holding up the little jar of homemade pesto.
I nod. “A little, sure. Well, she has plenty of time and money to spend on her appearance since none of it is spent on her character.”
She hisses through her teeth. “Wow, that’s harsh.”
“You know it’s the truth.”
She jumps down from the kitchen bench and starts opening drawers. “I believe you. I’m just saying… I can’t ever imagine what it would take for me to talk about someone the same way. Especially my own mother.”
I wander over, moving in behind her, and open a high cupboard. I grab her by the waist and lift her up so she can see into it. She leans over and peers inside, pulling out the container of toothpicks.
“Got it! How did you know that’s what I was looking for?” she asks when I lower her to the ground.
I drop a kiss onto her bare shoulder. “I know you, Luna.”
She tips her head to the side and lets me nibble up her neck. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Then tell me, what am I thinking right now?”
I reach around her, crushing her to me, grinding gently with my hips.
She laughs. “Close.”
She wriggles her ass against me, and heat travels like a missile throughout my body. And for a moment, I consider lifting my T-shirt that she’s wearing and taking her right here again.
I can’t get enough of her.
