Page 64 of Steamy Ever After

“You bet your ass you won’t.” He chuckles, rolling again, adjusting me so that I’m straddling him. My long hair hangs between us as I lean down.

My expression grows serious. “This could be hard.”

He wiggles his hips under me. “Oh, believe me, it will be. Any second now.”

I deliver a playful slap to his chest. “I mean working together. Get your mind out of the gutter.”

“Only if we let it.” He sits up underneath me, aligning his chest with mine, a soft kiss falling against my lips before he continues. “As I said earlier, we really won’t see each other in the office unless we want to. We have completely separate responsibilities.”

I rest my forehead against his. “Good, because I think I’m going to want to keep doing this.”

“Good, because if I recall, I warned you that I’d be doing this to you more than once.” One side of his mouth quirks up in a smile before pressing against mine, his fingers digging into my ass as he grinds his growing length against my core.

“It’s good to know you keep your promises.” I say on a sigh, which quickly morphs into a moan when he tightens the grip he has on my waist to slide my center over his cock.

“Always.” He growls, capturing my mouth in a passionate kiss, sealing my decision to accept both the job and the sex, knowing in my heart that this is the start of something special.

EPILOGUE

Six Months Later…

Into the Sunset

“Hey gorgeous.” His voice, deep and raspy, has me lifting my attention away from the press release I’m reviewing.

“Hey yourself.” My lips curve into a smile as I let my eyes trail up his finely covered frame. He’s wearing a tailored black suit, and a crisp white shirt accented with a red silk tie. I stare at the tie a moment, then swing my gaze up to his. “You wore the tie.”

“You said it matched your dress.” He shrugs, walking further into my office, shutting the door, crossing his arms as he leans back against it casually.

“You said you didn’t want to be too matchy-matchy.” I counter, rising to come around to the front of the desk, smoothing a hand down the strapless, red satin gown I’m wearing.

“I changed my mind.” He pushes off the door, his arms uncrossing as he closes the distance between us, wrapping them around my waist when he reaches me. “It’s Christmas. Half the staff are wearing red ties. Besides, a little matchy-matchy is okay.” He tilts his head, pressing his lips against mine in a tender kiss. “And no one is going to be looking at me when they see you in this dress anyway.”

“You like the dress?” I murmur, my lips against his as I steal another moment of pleasure from him.

“So much so, that if we stay here another second, I’m going to be taking it off of you.” He rocks his hips into mine demonstrating further proof of his approval, then releases me as he takes a step back. “And as much as I’d like that, my father won’t be pleased if I don’t at least make an appearance downstairs.”

I know he’s right, even though the idea of him taking me on my desk right now sounds perfect. Good thing he didn’t run his fingers up my dress. If he had discovered the lace garter I was wearing to hold up my stockings, any thoughts of his father surely would have gone to the way side. I sigh, nodding. “You’re right, of course.”

He chuckles, moving to cup my cheek before sealing his mouth over mine in another delicious kiss. “Don’t worry, we’ll pick this back up later on.”

“We better.” I groan, already damp in places I shouldn’t be just from his kisses. I don’t think I will ever tire of this man. He’s made me so unbelievably happy and content over the last few months. Every single promise he made to me, he kept.

Accepting the job at his company had truly been the best thing to ever happen to me, after meeting him of course. As he stated, our paths rarely cross unless we wanted them to. Fin was more often than not, out of the building for meetings, away on business, or buried up to his eye balls at his desk with his own work. It wasn’t until recently that we’d even gone public with our relationship at the office. It was extremely important to me that people knew I earned this position on my own merit, and not because I was sleeping with one of the owners. So, we waited until my work and its results spoke for itself, silencing any concerns or gossip in the office that may have been sparked otherwise.

This evening was the first time we would actually be appearing at a company function together as a couple, so naturally I was a little nervous. Hence, why staying here to have sex on my desk was slightly more appealing at the moment.

“Hey.” He angles my head back until my eyes find his, his adoring gaze an indescribable comfort. “You’ve got nothing to be nervous about.”

I force a smile. “I know.”

“Do you know why though?” He persists, his thumb stroking down my cheek gently as he holds my face.

“Why?” I ask, the question almost a whisper.

“Because I’m not going to leave your side all night.” He presses another kiss against my curved lips. “And I love you.”

“I love you too.” I turn my head, brushing my lips across his palm before he lowers it.

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