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My orgasm wrenches me in half, but I don’t have time to recover before he’s on me, wrenching open his pants, so he can thrust inside me. The stretch makes me gasp–he’s so big, it takes me a moment to adjust, but I’m sopping wet, and in no time, he’s driving into me, rooting so deep I can feel him in my throat.
Orgasm after orgasm rips through me, one rolling into the next until I’m shuddering nonstop. And still Brick rocks into me. The lounger cushions slide sideways off the frame, and we both go with it. We land on the floor, and he just flips me over to hands and knees, and keeps fucking me senseless. I push back against him until I’m too limp to hold myself up. He pulls me up by my hair and grinds against my bottom, filling me with his cum.
I’m out of breath like I’ve run up ten flights of stairs. My throat is hoarse, my cries ringing in my ears.
And I’m boneless in a way a million massages couldn’t achieve.
Brick lifts me carefully and carries me to a new lounger. He disappears and returns with a warm cloth to clean my dripping pussy. “Now you see why I reserved the whole place?”
Oh God. I’m in way over my head. I’m too spent to do anything but nod.
* * *
My spa day ends with Brick bundling me up and guiding me to his helicopter. John Acker’s in the pilot seat, and I wave, wondering whether he’s curious why Brick flew all the way out here himself to pick me up. He’s probably paid enough not to be curious.
Still it sits a little weird with me.
Brick and I fly back in silence. He spends the whole time on his phone while I gaze out the window at the setting sun. When we reach the landing pad and the limo, I expect him to go a separate way. But he slides into the backseat beside me.
The fading light gilds his handsome face. There was a strangely bright sheen to his eyes at Miravelle, but now it’s gone.
His attention is on his phone again, but I can tell he knows I’m watching him.
“What is it, Madison?” he finally growls.
“Nothing.” I force myself to look away. “Today was… lovely,” I tell him. “Thank you.”
He doesn’t reply. He’s going to pretend that this was all within the normal bounds of what a boss would do for his assistant. And that’s okay. I need him to pretend, so I can too.
The next thing I know, he’s murmuring my name and brushing the hair off my face. I blink my eyes open. In the warm darkness of the backseat, I fell asleep. On his shoulder.
“What–” I jerk back, clearing my throat and gathering myself.
“We’re here.” The limo’s at the curb right in front of Aubrey’s and my apartment.
There’s a touch of softness in Brick’s deep rumble. “Do you need me to help you?”
“No.” I swipe a hand across my face. Did I drool on him? I hope not. “I’ve got it.” Tony opens my door, and I scramble out, disoriented by my lack of work clothes. Under my coat, I’m still wearing the soft lounge set Miravelle gave me. That Brick paid for, as a token of appreciation about my work. A typical gift from boss to employee. Nothing unusual here.
“Thanks again,” I call and rush to my door. I feel him watching me the whole time.
Nope, nothing unusual here at all.
Tomorrow we’ll go back to work and pretend this never happened. That’s the only answer to this dilemma. Things are getting too close. It’s too much for me to guard my heart against.
Chapter Six
Madi
I sip my vanilla latte as I shoot off an email congratulating the HR department on their plans for the Christmas party on behalf of my boss, who actually doesn’t give a crap.
The elevator dings, and I frown, not expecting to see Blackthroat here today. His beard is looking fuller, and his normally slicked back bangs are a little shaggy, like he’s overdue for a haircut. My pussy tingles at the sight.
“This morning is your shareholder’s meeting at Adalwulf Associates, sir,” I say when he steps off with Eagle. I expected him to go straight to the meeting with his rivals.
“I know. You’re coming with us.”
“I am?” I shoot to my feet because if that’s the case, we must be running late.
