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“You are not going to stop me this time,” she says. I smile up at her, enjoying the view of her riding my cock. Her tits bounce slightly, and her hair is stuck to her cheek and neck. She grinds down on me, but I don’t move. I let her ride me.

After a few seconds, though, she gets frustrated that I’m not participating like I was a moment ago. She slams her hands down on my chest with a growl. Leaning down, she gets in my face. “Fucking make me come now.”

I grip her hips tightly. “Yes, ma’am.” Her eyes widen slightly when I lift my hips and begin pounding into her. She throws her head back and rides me. She looks beautiful.

“Oh god. Connor. Please.” She sounds desperate. I slow down a little so she doesn’t fall off and bring my thumb down to circle her clit. That does it. She screams out and comes so hard she collapses on my chest.

I rub my hands through her hair and down her back to soothe her. She lies on me, breathing hard for several seconds before finally lifting her head, giving me a lazy grin.

“That was amazing,” she murmurs. I return her grin, leaning up to kiss her.

“The best I’ve ever had,” I admit to her. She sighs contently and lays her head back down on my chest. I’m still hard, but I ignore it for now. I’m not done with her yet.

Today is the first day Becca is working with me. I can’t wait to surprise her one day and fuck her at one of my construction sites.

“What are you thinking about?” Becca comes up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist as I wait for the coffeepot to finish. I turn around and wrap my arms around her, kissing her on the forehead.

“I was thinking about this being your first day working with me,” I admit. She smiles up at me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Want to ride together?” I ask her. Dropping another quick kiss on top of her head, I turn around to grab our coffee cups.

She runs her hands through her hair. “I’d love to, but I need to do something after work today.” She says vaguely. I hand her cup to her and tilt my head.

“Okay.” I wait for her to tell me what she’s doing, but she doesn’t offer more information. She takes a sip of her coffee, and gives me a small smile. “What are you doing?” I ask her.

She takes another sip of her coffee. “I was going to visit my grandpa’s grave,” she says. I feel like she’s not telling me something, but I don’t push.

“Alright. Well, I’ll cook dinner. It’ll be ready when you get home. We’ll have to celebrate your first day.”

She beams at me. “I can make margaritas,” she says excitedly. “Caroline gave me her recipe from when the girls hung out at her house the other day.”

I wrap an arm around her waist and lean down to kiss her. “You know, I think Bass and Caroline like you more than me.” I pout. She arches an eyebrow at me, a smile playing on her lips. “I mean, Bass gives you free membership to the gym, and Caroline gives you her margarita recipe. What’s up with that?”

She giggles and holds me tight. “Well, you’re my favorite. I’ll sneak you into the gym with my membership. According to Caroline, we need to test out those showers.” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.

I smack her ass. “Hell, yeah.” I lean down and bite gently on her neck. She laughs again, but doesn’t pull away. I groan and pull away.

“We have to get ready.” I kiss her quickly and turn around to grab my coffee cup. “I can’t believe you’re working with me now. Meet me at the office building, and I’ll show you your office. Then I’ll take you to the first place I’d like you to work on.” She does a little happy dance.

“I can’t believe it!” she exclaims. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?”

I raise an eyebrow at her. “What are you talking about? I’ve been begging you for years to work with me.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “Yeah, and I was in love with you. There was no way in hell I was going to work with you eight hours or more a day and not be able to do anything about it.”

I put my cup down again, stalk toward her, wrap my arm around her, and lift her onto the counter. “You know you could have said anything at any moment, and I would have dropped to my knees for you.”

She leans back and smirks at me. She runs her feet along my thighs. “So, I’m hearing we can have sex anytime we want. At work or home.”

I lean down and brush my lips across hers. “I think you can read my mind. That’s exactly what I was thinking when you walked in.” She smiles before leaning up and running her tongue along my lower lip. I cup the back of her head and kiss her hard before helping her off the counter.

I smack her ass, and she yelps. “Go get ready. I can’t have you be late on your first day. I might have to punish you.”

She wiggles her eyebrows at me before walking out of the kitchen to get ready.

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

BECCA

I FEELa little guilty when I follow Connor on the way to his office. I will visit my grandpa’s grave today, but I also want to try to drive past the apartment building. I don’t know why I want to do this on my own. I think because Connor has always been the person that rescued me.

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