His cheeks flushed. “I thought we had to worry about your job.”
“We do. It will add to the thrill, don’t you think?”
He grinned wickedly. “Can you keep from screaming my name?” His hands gripped my hips and pushed me against my desk.
“I guess we’ll find out.” I had his tie undone and was pressing my hands over his hard, hot chest.
His fingers undid the buttons of my blouse and unclasped the front hook of my bra. My breasts fell loose and he groaned.
“I love your tits, Serena.” He held one and bent his head, sucking the nipple deep into his mouth.
I moaned and my pussy squeezed tight in response to his lips and teeth sucking and licking and nipping.
My hands shook as I hurried to get his dick free from his pants.
We grasped, grabbed, tugged, all in a flurry of movement until finally he was sheathed in a condom and plunging that hard, thick cock inside me.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out at the exquisite pleasure of his filling me.
He buried his face in the crook of my neck and groaned. “You feel so fucking good.”
I wrapped my legs around his hips, my arms around his neck. I wished I could hold him there forever.
His hips pulled back and then thrust forward, making me gasp.
“Devin.” My pussy was on fire.
He withdrew and plunged again, holding himself against me.
“Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” My hips rocked and my thighs shook as need consumed me.
“Never,” he growled as he moved, this time in a strong steady rhythm.
“Yes, yes, yes…” Like a mantra, the words flowed from my lips as pleasure built and built, coiling tighter and tighter until I was sure I’d come apart.
His fingers gripped my hips. “I’m coming…” He groaned against my breast as his paced became frantic, frenetic. He was gasping, his face contorted into that mix of pleasure and pain brought on by good, hard sex.
He tilted my hips, and plunged in again, grinding against me and hitting that one delicious spot inside me. Everything around me imploded and then burst like a supernova, stealing my breath.
He withdrew and plunged again, this time with a feral growl as he let loose his own orgasm. We moved together, drawing out the pleasure, until finally spent, he dropped his head to my shoulder.
I held on to him like I wasn’t quite tethered to the earth and he was the anchor. Devin was the only man I’d ever been with, and it seemed like every time, even five years ago, it was intense and explosive, like this. I wondered if it was like this for everyone. I wanted to think we were special, except that was dangerous. Nothing had changed. I was still deceiving him. We still couldn’t be together, at least not as a regular couple. Aside from my lie, was the fact that I could be fired.
I wished I could put all these thoughts off for a time so I could enjoy the afterglow of his touch.
“Stop thinking,” he murmured against my lips.
“I can’t help it.”
He lifted his head. “I don’t want you to risk your job. We’ll think of something. Just don’t withdraw from me.”
I nodded, even though I could feel the barriers rising again. I’d been so consumed by whether he and his family was good enough for Andrew, but in that moment, I realized that perhaps I wasn’t the one good enough for him. He kept giving and being patient, and I kept reaching for him and then pushing him away. I was essentially leading him on. I was the worst.
“Can you have dinner with me tonight?”
I shook my head. “I’m sorry. I have…” A son. Your son. “Other plans.”
His green eyes bore into mine like he was trying to decide if I was brushing him off again. “How about this weekend?”