Page 26 of The Forces of Love

“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?”

She hummed. The mesh of her pink bra shimmered under the overheads as her chest heaved and she tossed her head back.

Mitch continued the pump and slide of his fingers, circling her clit with his thumb, desperate to get on his knees but not wanting to move from her fucking gorgeous breasts.

“Haven’t you,” he commanded, his voice rough.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“I can feel it. I’ve got you.” He sped up, fucking her hard and fast with his hand, kissing her so hard their teeth clicked.

Sophie had a hand wrapped around his wrist in a loose hold, her head still thrown back against the shelf, her eyes glassy and unguarded.

In that moment, if he’d had a match, he would have lit the whole damn world on fire.

“There. That’s what you want.”

“Yes.” She tensed, then shook. Then she shouted as she came, rocking and writhing against him as her orgasm washed over her.

He was still hard, panting his need into her neck and dreaming about what would happen next when she said, “I really, really want you to fuck me.”

Her hands were still twisted in his shirt. He wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of her. She was softness and warmth, and his heart thudded.

“Here?” he asked. Though he already knew the answer and didn’t have a problem with it. Would prefer her stripped down and on a bed anyway. Or a couch. Any surface, really. He wasn’t picky.

“No,” she said, still breathless, pulling her skirt down.

“Okay, gimme your address.”

“Why? What’s wrong with your place?”

“I live with my dad. And I don’t plan on letting you get very far before I have you spread open for me. Before I get my mouth on you.”

More delicious noises escaped her in response.

Gripping her hips, Mitch kissed his way back to her mouth, drinking up her eager response. Driving anywhere with this much tension was probably a crime — a misdemeanor, at the very least — but he needed her fucking naked, andthat, no doubt, was a fireable offense, so he’d take his chances on the road.

“Fine, but you’re out before midnight, and don’t even think about cuddling.”

Mitch smiled.We’ll see.“Whatever you say. Race you there?”

ChapterTen

MITCH

Sophie might have unlocked the door when she kissed him in the elevator, but Mitch was determined to blast that sucker off its hinges. In fact, why stop there? He’d be happy to rip the whole wall down. At present, though, his main objective was to give in every time he wanted to kiss her. Which meant a lot of multitasking. Like, say, now.

The desk creaked loudly as Mitch propped against it, pulling Sophie in by the loops of her trousers. The damn things had been driving him mad all day with the way they hid her ass. And now the desk was cockblocking him.

She moaned into his mouth as she grabbed his butt with both hands. “I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this ass from me.”

“Hiding? You are clearly not very observant. And honestly, that sounds like a you problem.”

“I’ll add that at my next interview. Biggest weakness: skipping out on one of the best assets in the department.”

“In the state, thank you.”

“Oh, my bad. I retract my previous statement.”

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