Page 39 of Turning Up the Heat

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

FROMHERPLACE in the middle of Tom’s king-size bed, Gemma watched as he got ready for work. It was Wednesday, and she’d taken a few of her vacation days to go to New York. The time in between visits was getting harder and harder to bear, and they found themselves making them shorter each week. It was ridiculous how many short-haul flights they were taking, and despite how many frequent flier miles she was earning, the carbon offsets were costing her a small fortune. But it was worth it.

Tom came out of his closet with his shirt open and draped over his broad shoulders. His thick, dark hair was still wet from his shower, and she wanted him to come back to bed. His eyes skimmed over her, at the thin, white sheet draped over her middle, and her leg extended and bent outside of the sheet. He stopped as he buttoned a cuff. “Goddamn, I wish I’d taken the day off.”

“It’s not too late for that,” she told him.

“I’ve got a few meetings today. But I will be home as soon as I can.”

“I’ll be here, waiting.”

He put his hand on her knee and smoothed it up her thigh, and it disappeared under the blanket. Gemma giggled as his fingers tickled the inside of her thigh, and he went higher. He swept his fingers over her and delved deeper. His thumb circled her clit, and she gasped.

“Don’t start anything you don’t have time to finish,” she warned him but widened her legs for him to touch her further.

He groaned and ripped the sheet from between them, exposing her naked body. He kept his thumb on her clit as she moaned in pleasure. He stood and pulled her thighs so that she was at the edge of the mattress. He unbuckled his pants and pushed them down.

“Aren’t you already going to be late?” she asked him.

“I don’t give a fuck,” he muttered. He bent over and kissed her. It was hard, rough, wild.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and held him in place. His cock nudged against her, and she sighed, moving her hips, so that she slid against him.

He tried to back away. “I need a condom,” he told her, his breath against her lips.

She reached down and gripped his dick, lining him up with her opening. “Don’t worry about it.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Just do it. Just fuck me. Now!”

“Anything you say,” he obliged, and with a flex of his hips, he was buried deeply inside of her.

Without the barrier of latex, Gemma felt every inch of him. With fast, furious thrusts, he filled her, pulled out and then drove into her again. She cried out and clung to him, driving her nails into his back. Only he knew how to make her feel so good. Pleasure coiled inside her and tightened with every thrust. Then without warning, the spring within her snapped, and she came with a scream. She felt herself spasm around his cock, and he stilled and collapsed over her, burying his face in her neck.

He whispered something that sounded a lot like “I love you,” but she wasn’t sure. She stilled. “What was that?”

He straightened. “Nothing,” he said, not looking at her. He pulled up his pants and looked at the bedside clock. “I’m officially late for work.”

“You can’t blame me for that,” she said with a smile as he buttoned his shirt.

He paused. “Are we okay?”

“About what?” Gemma asked, standing. She picked up the T-shirt he’d worn last night and pulled it over her head.

“The condom?” he asked. “Or the lack of, I must say.”

“It’s fine. We’ve both been tested, and I’m strict with my birth control. So I figured, why not?”

He kissed her tenderly. “Thanks for a great morning. But I’ve really got to get to work.” His look turned dark. “But when I get home, I want you right here, in this bed.”

“It’s a deal.”

“We can all agree that we need to make some drastic changes in the way we do things,” Tom said, addressing the men in the boardroom. “There are changes I want to make that I think are a long time coming.”

The door opened, and his father walked into the boardroom. “What are you doing here?”

John shrugged casually. “It’s been a while since I sat in on one of these marketing meetings. I’m just keeping an eye on my interests.”

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