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I cup her face and lean in to gently kissing her lips. I can’t get enough of her. Her lips, her kiss, her skin. She’s addictive in the worst way. ’Cause she can cause problems for me at work and my everyday life. I should have let her quit. That way, I could have kept her a secret. I’m good at keeping those.

But I know once we go back to work on Monday, she’s gonna pretend this never happened, and I can’t have that. I gotta be able to have her whenever I want, and her quitting would make things harder for me. I’m being selfish, but I don’t care.

She places her hands on my chest and pushes me onto my back, pulling her lips from mine. I go willingly, and she gets up and straddles me. I reach up and push her blond her behind her ear as she leans over me. “You’re so beautiful,” I tell her without thought. I’m not usually this kind of guy in the bedroom. Loving. I don’t normally take my time with them or tell them they’re attractive. The women I sleep with already know how they look because they spend thousands of dollars and countless hours to get that way. Caking the makeup on. But she’s not like them, in the best way. She has this natural beauty that just captivates me.

She playfully slaps my chest and laughs. “Stop.”

I frown. “Stop what?”

“Stop acting like you know me.”

“I do know you,” I tell her.

She shakes her head, a smile playing on her soft lips. “No, you don’t.”

“I know enough,” I decide on.

She crosses her arms over her chest, and it pushes up her massive tits. The urge to fuck them is strong. I think I’ll do them next. “And what all is that?”

“I know that you will only drink a cup of coffee if it is swimming in creamer.” She snorts. “I know that you have a gorgeous smile. I know that when you don’t think anyone is watching you, you talk to yourself.” Her smile drops off her face. “I know that when you’re having a bad day, you call your best friend, and she reminds you that you don’t need to work for a boss who treats you like shit. I think her nickname for me is jackass. And I know that you have no concept of time.” Her eyes narrow on me. “I know that when you get nervous, you bite your bottom lip. And I know that you never pay attention to your surroundings.” She slaps my chest playfully, and I grab her wrists and hold them to my chest. “I know that your favorite thing to eat, no matter the time of day, is a donut. And I know that no matter how hard you try to deny it, you’ve wanted me as much as I’ve wanted you.”

She rolls her eyes. “Well, that’s a good guess, considering we’re both naked and in my bed.”

I chuckle and add, “And I love the smile that plays on your lips when you think no one is watching you.” Her blue eyes look down at me. “I watch you all the time, Hadley. Ever since I walked into your office.”

“And?” she asks, softly biting her bottom lip nervously. It makes my already hard cock throb with need.

“And I’ve dreamed of this moment with you every day since then.”

“Why?” she whispers as if I’ve made her uncomfortable.

“Why not?” I ask.

She sighs, trying to pull her wrists free, but I hold them. Instead, I sit up and place them around my neck. Giving her a gentle kiss on her lips, I whisper, “Why not you, Hadley?” I pull back and stare into her beautiful blue eyes. “All you have to do is look in the mirror, and you’d know why I dream of you.”

“I’ve dreamed of you too,” she admits softly.

“And which one do you prefer?”

That gets me a smile. “This one,” she says, leaning in and giving me a kiss this time.

She parts her lips, and I slide my tongue into her mouth as my hands grip her hips possessively. She moans into my mouth, and I push her onto her back as I hover over her.

I grind my hips into hers, and her nails dig into my back.

“Please?” she begs, pulling her lips from mine.

“Tell me,” I order roughly. My hand goes between her parted legs, and she whimpers when I push two fingers into her already soaked pussy.

“I need you.” She whimpers when I remove them. Her body sags against the bed, and I smile down at her, loving this side of her.

Taking my hard cock into my hand, I say, “I need you too, baby,” then give her what she wants so badly.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

HADLEY

MONDAY MORNING WAS ROUGH. I didn’t want to get out of bed, let alone get ready for work. But after Aiden had his way with me, he dragged my very sore body out of bed and forced me to get ready. I tried to remind him that I had quit, and he reminded me that he planned on bending me over my desk today with my skirt up around my waist, and I couldn’t miss that. So here I am, running into the building late once again. He had left and went to his penthouse this morning to get a new suit and said he would meet me at the office.

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