where her hands rested to keep her balance.
The light in her eyes, the sweet smile, the way she swivelled on him taking her pleasure while bringing his at the same time, all parts of her he couldn't let go of. Haunted, he might have said even a month ago, but it had shifted to something more pleasant and he couldn't identify just when it had happened.
He cupped her breasts, thumbs sliding back and forth over her nipples as they drew tighter, darkened. Her lips were sightly parted, her breath soft as she laboured over him; strands of her hair slid back and forth across her shoulder as he looked up at her.
His cock wanted to explode. His brain urged him to wait, to not leave the heated embrace of her pussy. He tried to think about the memo he had to write, tried to think of the latch on the back window he needed to fix, but the soft wet sounds of their bodies meeting over and over drew him away from any thoughts but the way she felt clasped around him.
The scent of sex hung between them, of clean sweat, wine, strawberries and her pussy. Heady, tangy, spicy and he realised he'd been imprinted in some sense. Fuck. Like a lovesick boy. Only not so much.
He tipped to one side, taking over, increasing the speed and pressure of his thrusts. Taking it in her stride, she drew her knees up high, opening up, and it grabbed him by the balls.
'Make yourself come, Kate.' He was close, he wanted her there with him.
Her hand burrowed between them and she gasped softly as her fingers made contact with her clit. She held them there, letting the movement of his thrusts provide friction. Dix admired her restraint, the way she drew the pleasure out in tiny, incremental bits. She made him greedy, he wanted more, wanted to gorge himself of her.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her cunt tightened and she came with a soft exhalation of breath. It was too much to resist then and he pressed hard and deep as climax rushed up his spine and emptied endorphins into his system.
He rolled to the side and kissed her shoulder before he got up to dispose of the condom. Each time they were together she felt drawn closer to him emotionally. The last time it hadn't mattered so very much or seemed so big. She lived in Seattle and he in Harrisburg. She'd come home and accepted the offer and began to deal with the move within days of their last visit.
'So when are you moving? You never said.' He settled back beside her in bed.
'Now actually. I closed on a condo yesterday.'
'Why didn't you say anything, Kate?'
'I didn't know what to say. I didn't tell anyone actually. Well, I did tell my parents when I made the offer on the condo; I had to get some financial info from my dad. But I only told Leah yesterday. I needed to do it alone.'
'What do you mean you didn't know what to say?' He sat up.
'Do you want to do this right now? It's nearly midnight. We have early meetings.'
His mouth hardened into a flat line and he sighed. 'Let's get to sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow.'
'You can't sleep here! Oh my God, what if someone saw you leaving my room, or even coming in and then you never went home?'
'We're adults, Kate. This is stupid. I live fifteen minutes away. Why don't you sleep over there instead?'
'We can't be seen together like this. It's not professional. I have to be here early to deal with some faxes I'm expecting anyway. And I can't just stroll in five minutes before you and pretend we didn't spend the night together.'
'You did just fine after this afternoon's romp. Fuck professional. I think you're being unreasonable. No one cares.' He got up and began to put his clothes on.
'Easy for you to say.'
'What does that mean? Who are you, Kate?' He looked at her, his hands on his hips.
'It means men can make all sorts of decisions, do all sorts of things women can't do and be seen the same way. If we got caught by anyone at Allied you'd be fine. Hell, they'd wink-wink you and pat you on the back. I'd be the piece of ass.'
'That's the dumbest thing I
The light in her eyes, the sweet smile, the way she swivelled on him taking her pleasure while bringing his at the same time, all parts of her he couldn't let go of. Haunted, he might have said even a month ago, but it had shifted to something more pleasant and he couldn't identify just when it had happened.
He cupped her breasts, thumbs sliding back and forth over her nipples as they drew tighter, darkened. Her lips were sightly parted, her breath soft as she laboured over him; strands of her hair slid back and forth across her shoulder as he looked up at her.
His cock wanted to explode. His brain urged him to wait, to not leave the heated embrace of her pussy. He tried to think about the memo he had to write, tried to think of the latch on the back window he needed to fix, but the soft wet sounds of their bodies meeting over and over drew him away from any thoughts but the way she felt clasped around him.
The scent of sex hung between them, of clean sweat, wine, strawberries and her pussy. Heady, tangy, spicy and he realised he'd been imprinted in some sense. Fuck. Like a lovesick boy. Only not so much.
He tipped to one side, taking over, increasing the speed and pressure of his thrusts. Taking it in her stride, she drew her knees up high, opening up, and it grabbed him by the balls.
'Make yourself come, Kate.' He was close, he wanted her there with him.
Her hand burrowed between them and she gasped softly as her fingers made contact with her clit. She held them there, letting the movement of his thrusts provide friction. Dix admired her restraint, the way she drew the pleasure out in tiny, incremental bits. She made him greedy, he wanted more, wanted to gorge himself of her.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her cunt tightened and she came with a soft exhalation of breath. It was too much to resist then and he pressed hard and deep as climax rushed up his spine and emptied endorphins into his system.
He rolled to the side and kissed her shoulder before he got up to dispose of the condom. Each time they were together she felt drawn closer to him emotionally. The last time it hadn't mattered so very much or seemed so big. She lived in Seattle and he in Harrisburg. She'd come home and accepted the offer and began to deal with the move within days of their last visit.
'So when are you moving? You never said.' He settled back beside her in bed.
'Now actually. I closed on a condo yesterday.'
'Why didn't you say anything, Kate?'
'I didn't know what to say. I didn't tell anyone actually. Well, I did tell my parents when I made the offer on the condo; I had to get some financial info from my dad. But I only told Leah yesterday. I needed to do it alone.'
'What do you mean you didn't know what to say?' He sat up.
'Do you want to do this right now? It's nearly midnight. We have early meetings.'
His mouth hardened into a flat line and he sighed. 'Let's get to sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow.'
'You can't sleep here! Oh my God, what if someone saw you leaving my room, or even coming in and then you never went home?'
'We're adults, Kate. This is stupid. I live fifteen minutes away. Why don't you sleep over there instead?'
'We can't be seen together like this. It's not professional. I have to be here early to deal with some faxes I'm expecting anyway. And I can't just stroll in five minutes before you and pretend we didn't spend the night together.'
'You did just fine after this afternoon's romp. Fuck professional. I think you're being unreasonable. No one cares.' He got up and began to put his clothes on.
'Easy for you to say.'
'What does that mean? Who are you, Kate?' He looked at her, his hands on his hips.
'It means men can make all sorts of decisions, do all sorts of things women can't do and be seen the same way. If we got caught by anyone at Allied you'd be fine. Hell, they'd wink-wink you and pat you on the back. I'd be the piece of ass.'
'That's the dumbest thing I
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