One Last Time: A Second Chance Romance

He gave me an unapologetic look, and I scowled at him. In the next moment, though, a grin spread across my face. It was enough to get him to pause his movements as he looked up at me with his eyebrows arched.

I moved one of my hands to his chest, beneath his coat, and felt his body go tense. He didn’t move, or try to stop me, as I slid that hand down his front, past his abs to his crotch. I pressed my hand down carefully, petting him playfully through his pants, and I could feel his cock fill up beneath my hand. Abe’s expression grew strained, and it was my turn to give him an innocent look.

“Brooklyn,” he growled.

“What, Abe?” I whispered back, sliding my cheek against his to nibble on his earlobe. “This isn’t toying arou

nd either, right?”

He made a rough sound in the back of his throat, his hand pulling out from between my thighs as the arm around me pulled me closer. He dislodged my hand from his crotched, and he slanted his lips across from mine as I climbed his lap and he undid his belt.

“We’ve barely got an hour,” he said roughly, pulling me into his lap.

“So, make it count,” I challenged.

His hands bunched my dress up to my hips, then tugged at my panties. There was no way to take them off without him releasing me, but he didn’t even bother with that, moving the crotch of my panties to the side, then sliding a finger inside me. I winced a little, because I wasn’t wet enough yet, but as his thumb rubbed on my clit and another finger slid inside me, it started to feel good. Then he pulled the hand away, and I felt his wet fingers on my lips. My eyes fluttered open, and I wondered when I’d even close them, to meet Abe’s eyes. The color had shifted to a dark green, a look I only saw in his eyes when he was aroused, and I obediently opened my mouth for him to sink his fingers inside. I licked and sucked his fingers, tasting myself on him.

I reached a hand underneath me to unzip his pants, wrap my fingers around his cock, and stroke him a little. Then I lowered my hips until the head of his cock touched my sex. I circled my hips, rubbing his cock against my clit, before positioning him at my entrance and sliding down.

“Fuck!”

Abe’s one arm around my waist tightened, and I was sure I would have bruises later. I relished the though, taking in a shaky breath as I started to move, completely losing the playful edge as I fucked myself on his cock. I liked the thought that there would be marks left on me later, and I decided it would only be fair if he got the same, leaning forward to press a kiss to his neck, then bit down and sucked.

“Damn, Brooklyn,” Abe groaned, both his hands moving to hold onto my waist.

I growled against his neck, pulling back just long enough to speak.

“Stop talking and fuck me already.”

Abe gave a strained laugh, one that cut off quickly as I squeezed my walls around him, a curse spilling from his lips. His hands flexed on my hips, then held me still as he moved his hips, fucking me from underneath. I wrapped my arms around his neck to muffle the sounds coming out of my mouth as I rocked against him. Abe pressed kisses all over the side of my face, my neck, and to my shoulder over my dress’s strap.

My nails dug into his shoulders, knees hugging tightly to his thighs as a hard shiver wracked through my body. Then, I was crying out as I came, shuddering, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through my body and making me think I’d shake apart. Abe’s chest rumbled in a growl as he fucked me harder and faster, then went still as I felt his hot come spurt inside me.

I went limp against him, closing my eyes as I rested my head on his shoulder, panting for breath. Abe was about as still as I was, but after a few seconds, I felt him shifting around. I groaned in protest, but didn’t complain. He lifted me with the arm he still had around my waist, making me gasp as his cock slipped out of me. His come followed, and I could feel it trickling down my thigh, but then Abe was wiping something soft between my thighs. Where did the tissues come from?

Abe got us both cleaned up and presentable by himself, my body felt too heavy for me to move to help. By the time we got to the airport, I felt like I could walk without stumbling, though there was still a light tremble in my thighs as I stood up. Once again, I kept my eyes on the ground, my face blushing, as I walked past the driver and into the airport.

Thinking of the trip back was enough to sober me up.

Chapter Fifteen

Abe

Finally, I thought with a sigh, leaning back in my chair.

It was the end of the work day, and I was just about to step out of my office. First, I emailed the reports I’d just reviewed back to the managers that sent them to me. They still needed to be perfected, and that wasn’t my job. Once the emails were sent, I logged out of the company’s system and turned off the computer. My cell buzzed where I’d left it beside my key board, and picked it up, smiling when I saw it was a text from Brooklyn.

“You don’t yet?”

It had been a day since we’d been back, and already I missed her. I had gotten into work early both yesterday and today so I would have some free time to spend with her. I didn’t know what was happening with her friend and the wedding, but even though she hadn't said it, I didn’t think she had that many days left in New York. I let her know the time we would meet earlier, and I was running a little late.

“Sorry. Work’s been hectic, but I’m done now.”

“If you’re busy, we can put this off,” she sent back immediately.

“It’s fine. I’m on my way out already.”

I stood up as I typed, then sent the message off and picked up my coat from where it sat on the back of my chair. I pulled it on, put the cell in an inside pocket, then picked up my briefcase on the floor beside the desk. Then I hurried out of my office, barely sparing a goodbye for my secretary as I left work.