Love You Always

“Sometimes I take a nap.” He shrugs, going around to his desk. How much does he work that he has to nap at his office? “Come here.” He motions for me to come to him. He sits in his chair, patting his lap. I stroll over toward him, sitting down.

“This is where we first met.” It’s laughable to think of Max having a debt against him. Does someone as rich as him even need credit? I’m guessing not. No wonder he didn't care if he did or didn't pay the collection.

“Mrs. Brenner did say I might be too friendly on my calls.”

He moves, sitting me on his desk. “You’re only this friendly with me.” He stands, pushing his chair back. “I didn’t get my breakfast.”

“You said you had to-” I stop when he starts pulling at my jeans. “Oh. Me?”

“Jesus, you’re fucking adorable.” He frees me of my panties and jeans. They go flying behind him.

My heart starts to race. “Can someone walk in?” He drops to his knees in front of me and I find I don’t care.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks as he spreads my legs wide, his fingers digging into them. I moan when his warm breath tickles my clit. His short beard that he didn't shave this morning because I asked him not to brushes against my thighs.

“Never.” I lift my hips up, silently begging him to take me. He does. His tongue traces my clit slowly at first. I drop back onto his desk moaning his name. My hand digs into his hair as he licks and sucks at me. I’ve been on edge since I got out of bed this morning wanting us to crawl back into it. He said I needed time to heal. I think the temptation of being at his home was too much. It’s why he had us out the door so early this morning. He knew that we would’ve ended up right back in bed.

“Angel.” He groans against me, sucking my clit into his mouth, sending me over the edge. I cry out his name again. My legs fall from his shoulders as the orgasm takes over. The pleasure courses through my body. I don’t know how he does this to me.

I let out a small sigh as I feel him move. I’m not sure I can get up right now. My eyes flutter open instantly, going wide when I see what he’s doing. He’s got his slacks undone as he jacks himself off. His eyes are focused between my legs as he strokes himself. I watch him, unable to look away. He grunts my name as his hot cum shoots from his cock onto me. It’s warm and sticky. It dawns on me that this is the first time I’ve really seen it. Every time we’ve made love before he came inside of me. He never wore a condom or even mentioned protection. Maybe that’s something that he and I should discuss but we can do that later.

I suck in a breath as he rubs his cum into me. He takes his time coating my clit with it. My legs jerk since my whole body is still sensitive from the orgasm he’d given me. He licks his lips as he puts his cock away. I lick mine too, wondering what he tastes like.

A knock on his door has me jumping back to reality. I almost fall off his desk but of course Max saves me.

“Do not enter and get the hell away from my door,” he barks at whoever is on the other side of the door. His voice drops to a soft and sweet tone when he looks down at me. “Best breakfast I’ve ever had.” I can feel myself blush but I don’t care. I tilt my head back for a kiss. He gives me one while his hand squeezes my bare bottom.

“Damn it.” I smack his chest. “You keep making me forget I’m naked.” I try and hiss at him but my words come out all breathy. He’s the world’s biggest distraction. He’s also adorably handsome and so hard to be mad at.

His phone starts ringing on his desk. His eyes flick to it. “You going to answer that?” I ask as I step toward my pants.

“It shouldn't be ringing.” He hits the button to answer the call. “Unless it’s my sister,” he adds.

“Maxwell, how’s it going?” A male’s voice fills the speaker. I’m going to guess that’s not his sister.

“I’m good. Steve, can you hold on a second?” Before the man can respond Max is already hitting the button to silence him. “I don’t know why the call came through but I’m going to take it real quick. It’s who I came in to sign the papers for.”

“It’s fine.” I pull up my pants then go looking for my shoes. I bat my hand at him to take the call. He smirks, handing me one of my missing shoes. I don’t remember them even coming off. “Thanks.” I pop up, putting them on. “Bathroom?”