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“Just like that,” he murmurs, fully inside and holding my thighs wide apart. His eyes are glued to the place we’re connected as he pulls back and then pushes into me again in one fluid movement. The force of it sends a jolt of pleasure up my body, but it’s not quite enough, and my teeth clench.

Jenson grips my ass with one hand as he pounds into me slowly, over and over, his cock dragging along my walls. When I can’t take the teasing anymore, I reach down and start to play with myself, expecting him to push my hand away.

But his eyes only darken and meet mine.

“Keep touching yourself,” he commands, sitting up on his knees and pulling me closer.

This puts my hips at a different angle as he drives down into me, the wet sounds of every thrust filling the room. It gets me even more aroused and my slick fingers move faster on my clit, shoulders shivering with each little shock, the uneven rhythm that Jenson keeps up, catching me off guard.

He pulls one of my legs up over his shoulder and now the friction is exactly what I need, a grinding pleasure that makes my eyes roll back. I moan and thrust my hips toward him, wanting to take him deeper, wanting him to fuck me hard into the mattress.

My pussy starts to clench and I know I’m close, barely holding back the noises he’s pulling out of me. Jenson has my knee bent back, sweat beading on his brow.

Our eyes meet. He rocks into me at a different angle. “Come. Right now.”

And that’s it.

White takes over my vision as I squeeze my eyes shut, tightening and pulsing around his cock as he fucks me faster. The orgasm rolls through me, making my nipples tingle with pleasure.

When I can finally focus some of my attention again and blink up at him lazily, Jenson’s shoulders are tense, his lips parted. I push up, helping him by thrusting my hips up greedily, and that’s all it takes.

His hips stutter as he comes, pressing us together tightly, burying his face in my neck and cursing as the orgasm takes him over. I moan happily, wrapping my legs around his back and holding him close. I want all of it. I want all of him.

Once we both come down from the high, Jenson stays pressed against me, our chests sticky with sweat. The city is hot for late in the summer.

Finally, Jenson sighs and stands, holding a hand out.

“Come take a shower with me,” he asks with a soft smile. “And we should probably get some food. But then, I’m taking you right back to bed.”

Chapter30

Melanie

Running in these heels is a nightmare.

I’m not sure why exactly I wore them today—or at least, I’m pretending not to know, annoyed with how delicate my ankles feel in them.

In reality, they get Jenson all hot and bothered. I know it was killing him this morning when we left his apartment, watching me walk out to the street, skirt grazing the backs of my knees.

I wonder if he cleared any time in his schedule to mess around…I could certainly stop up at his office after lunch.

But now, I’m in a rush.

Dupont Analytics recently secured a contract with the biggest hospital in the Midwest. It’s huge for us, and they’ll not only be using our data analytics software, but our social media and marketing hub, as well. I have a small team ready to go today and several weeks’ worth of posts mocked up, but I need to put the final touches on the billboard and poster spreads.

In the next hour.

I take a corner a little too quickly and teeter to the side. Suddenly, strong hands grip my waist.

“Almost lost you there,” Jenson comments quietly, his tone neutral even as he pulls me into an empty conference room.

“Jenson, I—”

But he cuts me off with a kiss, innocent at first.

That’s the trick. He always seems so innocent…until he gets me alone.

As I float in the hazy pleasure of his sensual kiss, I don’t notice right away that his hands are slowly hiking my skirt up. When I do, I laugh and push him away lightly.

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