Secret Indiscretions (Carson Cove Scandals 2)

“I could never hurt you.” I shook my head back and forth.

“I don’t want that,” she moaned. “But a little discomfort isn’t going to hurt me…”

“I’ll keep that in mind if I have to punish you again,” I narrowed my eyes and growled.

Melanie dug her nails into my back as the pleasure consumed us. We kissed—teased each other—and I kept thrusting my cock deep inside her pussy. I got really close a couple of times, but I just loved the feeling too much to let it end. She had come so many times that her body was exhausted, but I knew she had one more left—one more that was going to be extremely intense if it was delayed a little longer. We both held on as long as we could, but the pressure in my balls got too tight. I gave her one last hard thrust—felt her pussy start to spasm—and my head spun as the cum surged through my shaft. I forced myself to keep going when I realized that the orgasm was so strong her sapphire-blues had rolled back in her head. The orgasm peaked so long that my muscles protested, but I didn’t stop until the last hint of bliss had faded from her face.

“Fuck…” I fell forward and landed on the bed beside her.

“I’m really glad that I don’t have to go home tonight.” Her whole body went limp against the mattress. “I can’t even move.”

“For now.” I pressed my lips to Melanie’s shoulder and pulled her into my arms. “I have a feeling we’ll want to do that one more time before you have to leave tomorrow morning.”

Just thinking about it is going to be enough to get me hard after I have some time to rest…

Chapter Nineteen

Melanie

Two days later

It was hard for me to focus on anything except for what happened at Jon’s house when I returned home the next morning. I had never experienced that kind of pleasure before—and a taste had left me addicted. It might have started out as a need to be punished for my mistake at work, but it turned into something so much more—it was self-discovery on a cerebral level. It also allowed me to see a side of Jon that had been hidden beneath the kindhearted man I fell for. There was so much more to him, and I just wanted to crawl into his head and live there so I could experience the world through his eyes. The way he looked at me—it melted my heart—I felt like I had so many flaws, but when I was with him, he made me feel perfect, even after I made a mistake that I didn’t expect him to ignore.

I would have never been able to move past it without have some sort of consequence—and that turned into something amazing.

“Are you ready to find out what it’s like to work here for an entire day?” Lisa looked up at me as I walked into our shared workspace on Monday morning.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” I smiled and sat down.

“You seem—different.” She turned her chair towards me. “You moped around all last week. Did you finally figure out that this place wasn’t life or death?”

I might have had a little motivation to help me get over it…

“I just decided that I’m going to do the best that I can—and not dwell on what happened.” I shrugged and turned on my computer.

“You got lucky.” Lisa nodded. “Most people don’t come back from a mistake like that—they usually get walked out.”

“Yeah.” I took a deep breath and exhaled.

I’m not going to dwell on that either.

I spent the morning getting my accounts in order, and I had to meet with Damien so that he could go over a few of his expectations since I was no longer working part-time. If he was still angry about the Martin Construction account, he didn’t let it show. He was dry, to the point, and matter-of-fact. I returned to my desk after the meeting and worked until lunch time. I planned to just work straight through it since I brought a sandwich from home, but Lisa said that I wasn’t allowed to do that until I was off orientation—I was technically locked into an hourly rate until then for legal reasons.

I ate my sandwich in the break room, drank a second cup of coffee, and still had thirty minutes to kill. I decided to take the elevator to the top floor and see Jon—even if he could only spare a couple of minutes. Our night together had made me feel so much

closer to him, and it had been a long time since I actually missed someone. The relationship didn’t feel as complicated as it once did—thinking about him made me feel like I was floating on a cloud.

“Hi Gina!” I stepped off the elevator and waved. “Is Jon in?”

“No.” She looked up at me—and was a lot less cheerful than normal. “He had to leave the office for lunch.”

“Oh, okay.” I nodded. “I’ll try to catch up with him later.”

“Do you have an appointment?” She narrowed her eyes. “I don’t think you’re on his calendar until your next performance review.”

“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “I just wanted to run a couple of ideas by him.”

And maybe run my hands over those muscles, but I can’t say that out loud…