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Suddenly, she pulled back and looked up at me. “Now,” she whispered, and I knew exactly what she meant. I lifted her, depositing her gently on the desk. I wanted with everything I had to slide inside hernow, but no. She deserved a man who’d take things slowly—not just this time, but every time for the rest of her life. I wanted to be that man.
Parting her legs, I moved between them, feeling awkward as I squatted in front of her. But this wasn’t about me. It was about her.
Her eyes closed, anyway, as soon as my tongue probed her slick, warm folds. She gasped as I teased her, finally focusing on her clit. I moved my tongue over it slowly at first, then quickened the pace until she was crying out, her voice filling the small space.
When her cries lessened to a whimper, then quick, shallow breaths, I knew I’d finished what she’d started. I stood and grabbed my cock, ready to slide it into her. I stroked it a couple of times out of habit, but there was no need to do that tonight. Tonight, I was so rock hard, it was almost painful.
“I want you inside me,” she said, wrapping her fingers around my shaft. “But first, I’ve always wanted to try something.”
She looked up at me, part virgin, part seductress, but all woman. I couldn’t seem to breathe, let alone speak, but I somehow managed to give a nod.
Pushing me back a little and leaning forward, she took me in her mouth—not tentatively. Not even nervously. She wrapped her lips around my cock and took me in as far as she could go. I had to close my eyes, mostly to avoid looking at her. Just the sight of her eagerly swallowing me almost pushed me over the edge.
“I’ll get the condom,” I blurted, pulling away.
She actually looked disappointed, but there’d be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I had to be inside her.
I just hoped she didn’t ask me why I kept a condom in my desk. It wasn’t because I planned to have sex here. The truth was, I’d tossed one in there several months ago because it made my wallet too bulky. I’d promptly forgotten about it until tonight.
With trembling hands, I somehow managed to get the packet open. Not since my teenage years had I fumbled around like this during sex. This woman had just done things to me. She’d short-circuited the wires in my brain.
I felt her watching me as I rolled the condom on, but I didn’t dare look up. I needed just a few seconds to get myself together. I had to go slowly. The last thing I’d want to do was hurt her.
As I moved between her legs, I finally met her eyes. I held that gaze to assure her I was here with her, helping her through each phase of this. She closed her thighs around my hips as I moved in closer, and that alone threatened my resolve. But I reminded myself she wouldn’t know how this would feel until the pain hit.
I paused at her entrance, savoring the feel of her around my tip. I didn’t take my eyes off her as I eased my way in slowly—ever so slowly—the trust in her eyes only making me more cautious.
Suddenly, she winced, and I stopped, ready to pull back out if necessary. Instead, she squeezed her eyes closed, then opened them, taking a deep breath.
“A little deeper,” she said. “Keep going.”
If she hadn’t tightened her legs around me, tugging me toward her with her legs, I probably would have stopped. But the wincing eased, and she leaned back against the wall, pushing me farther inside.
Without breaking our stare, we began to move together, slowly at first and then at a more rapid pace. When she cried out, it was in pleasure, not pain. Her body had adjusted to my size, and she was finally enjoying it. Now I just had to last long enough to make her come again.
I reached between us and began stroking her clit, matching my movements to my strokes. Her eyes widened, and she looked down. Did it have the same effect as when I saw her lips wrapped around my cock? Apparently so, because within seconds she rested her head back against the wall, closed her eyes, and gasped, gripping my arms so tight it was almost painful. But it at least slowed down my desire long enough for her to reach completion.
That gave me the go-ahead I needed to close my eyes and lose myself in the slick warmth surrounding my cock. And then I was the one crying out, losing every ounce of the restraint I’d had at the start of this. It was beyond any orgasm I’d ever had. For the first time in my life, I was one with another human being.
Yes, this was what love felt like. This was what I’d been missing all my life.
6
EMERALD
I’d never run from anything in my life, but I ran from Bo Phillips.
It wasn’t just the sex. That was enough to make me mortified, though. I’d worked all my life to be a good girl, and today, not only did I have sex with someone I barely knew, but I’d touched myself in front of him. It was so…cringe.
As soon as he pulled out, I scooted off the desk, snatched up my clothes, and ran from the room. I didn’t even look back at him. I didn’t dare glance in his direction. In fact, I’d never be able to face him again.
And that was a problem, considering we were supposed to work together.
I cried myself to sleep in my hotel room, telling myself I’d figure out what to do in the morning. But when morning came, the sun streaming through my hotel room windows, I still wasn’t sure how to handle things.
My empty stomach eventually convinced me to swallow my pride and head over to the grill. It was the only restaurant in town, Bo’s dad had mentioned. So, unless I wanted to try to track down a vending machine and eat junk food, I had to head over there for lunch.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I entered the restaurant to see that it was fairly busy. It was a workday, and the parking lot was filled with work trucks. I expected to see men from the logging crew that dominated this town, but the logos on the side of each truck represented some non-local utility company.
