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He seemed to have the same idea, and as his tongue teased my bottom lip, his hands slid under my shirt. A shiver went through me, and I moaned. He swallowed the sound, pulling me closer. My nipples were tight little points, and I could feel his cock hard against my stomach.

“Bedroom?” he murmured the question against my lips.

“Aye.”

He chuckled at my response and picked me up, his hands squeezing my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to my room while I kissed his jaw and down the side of his neck. Just before he put me on the bed, I bit down on his earlobe, and he cursed under his breath.

“Is that how it’s going to be?” He dropped me on the bed and fell over me, catching himself on his elbows so he didn’t crush me. “You’ve had a taste. It’s my turn.”

I lost sight of him for a moment when he pulled my shirt over my head, and the smile I saw as he took off my shorts had me smiling right back. Then his eyes were on my body, devouring every inch. Damn, I loved the heat in them.

His mouth moved over my skin, lips and light touches of his tongue, the sharp bite from his teeth. Along my collarbone and then down to the softer flesh of my breasts. I gasped and squirmed, absorbing each and every ripple and jolt of pleasure.

When he took my nipple into his mouth, it was like a straight line ran from that sensitive flesh to the throbbing between my legs. Then his fingers slid down there, slipping over the slick bundle of nerves.

“Come on my fingers,” he said as he pushed two digits inside me.

I cried out, my back arching. He drove them into me with quick, twisting thrusts, his thumb pressed on my clit, his teeth working over my nipple. I felt like I was on fire, every inch of me burning, building toward an explosion. My climax hit me hard, and I grabbed at my blanket, needing something in my hands.

He kissed his way down my stomach, gentle brushes of his lips that barely registered amid the intensity of my orgasm. Then his mouth was between my legs, and another wave of pleasure rolled over me. I reached down, burying my fingers in his hair, unsure if I wanted to press him closer or drag him up my body until I could get his cock inside me.

I didn’t have time to make a choice as his very talented tongue and lips scattered my thoughts, leaving me only with what I felt. My eyes closed, and my head fell back, everything narrowing down to the delicious friction giving me so much pleasure.

My second orgasm left me limp and panting, but not yet sated. I felt the bed dip and opened my eyes. As he undressed, I watched, enjoying the sight of his body being revealed in such a casual manner. It felt more intimate, somehow, the lack of any sort of finesse or sensuality.

By the time he turned back to the bed, I was back to myself enough to smile at him. The pleased expression on his face made me feel warm inside, something deeper than mere physical desire. I let myself feel it for a moment before dropping my eyes to watch him roll on a condom and then crawl onto the bed with me.

With his eyes locking on mine, he settled between my legs. We came together with a sigh, our bodies fitting perfectly. He reached for my hands, threading his fingers between mine, pinning my hands to the bed. Unable to reach for him, unable to move much at all, I had no way to release the pressure building with every stroke. No choice but to feel it all.

“Bay, Bay, Bay.” I was barely aware that I was chanting his name, begging him for more, but he understood exactly what I needed.

Faster and harder, he thrust into me, his jaw tight, body taut with tension, and when I finally went over the edge, he was only a few seconds behind. We hung in that space where two people were the closest they could ever be to becoming one person, that place where only this moment and us existed. His body slumped over mine and his face pressed against my neck, breath hot on my already overheated skin. I wrapped my arms around him, running my hand over his shoulders and back, not thinking, not planning, just drifting until we both fell asleep.

Twenty-Five

Baylen

I’d been waking up in a bed that wasn’t my own for more than three weeks, but the moment my brain turned on, I knew something was different. Then I felt the mattress shift and a warm body press up against mine.

Harlee.

Memories came forward, images and sounds that had my body responding almost immediately. For a minute, I was tempted to wake Harlee with an orgasm or two but ultimately decided that to let her sleep a while longer. If my getting up to use the toilet woke her, then I’d see if she was game for another go.

After I finished, I peeked in on Harlee to find her still sleeping and then went to the kitchen for a glass of water and to check the time. She didn’t have a clock in her room, and I didn’t want to wake her up by trying to find my pants to get to my phone. The microwave said it was a quarter of eight, which surprised me. I rarely slept past seven, even on the weekends.

Then again, I never had a night like last night, even back when Angie and I were together.

I just finished drying my glass when I heard a noise from the main living area. Nothing alarming, but enough for me to investigate. Due to the overcast day, the room was dim despite the curtains being open, and it took my eyes a moment to spot what I hadn’t seen before.

A large yellow envelope was on the floor near her work bag. I didn’t see it last night, but I was focused on something else when I arrived. As I picked it up, intending to return it to her back, papers spilled onto the floor.

“Dammit,” I muttered. I must’ve picked it up by the bottom.

I tried not to look too closely at the contents, not knowing if what the papers contained were confidential or not. The front of the envelope was blank, but it made sense for it to be work-related. Still, I couldn’t stop my eyes from catching a word or two, and when I saw ‘encryption key required,’ my interest was piqued.

I went to the kitchen, where a light over the stove was sufficient to read by. I almost wished that hadn’t been the case. There was no way for me to unsee what was here.

Proprietary information about some security account.

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