Page 33 of Embattled Ever After

She found the makings for coffee in the break room. There was a Keurig there, and she brewed up two steaming cups in no time, then she carried them back to the reception area. She sat her cup on Shannon’s desk, then she carried Duncan’s inside, setting it next to his computer. He barely glanced up, so Alex moved behind his chair to rub her hands over his shoulders. Duncan paused as she ran her fingers through his salt and pepper hair that was getting a little long in the back. “Your hair is surprisingly soft.”

He snorted and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. “I think it’s because I’m in the hot tub so often, almost every night.”

“Hmm… you’re probably right.”

Alex ran her fingers through the hair at his temples, then back across his scalp. It was so thick. Much thicker than her own hair. And though Duncan was older, there was no sign of male-pattern baldness. He wasn’t even thinning.

This man stirred her like no one else ever had. He worked out and had mouthwatering muscles beneath the sedate business outfit. There was an evenness to his features that made him incredibly handsome, his jaw square and his dark eyes deep set. Great genetics, all in all. And now, thinking back, she realized his parents were just as good looking, though obviously older.

As she massaged the skin at the nape of his neck, her own body warmed. They had done incredible things last night. “Any adverse affects from your exertions last night?”

He glanced at her again, eyebrow raised. “Actually, no. I’m a little achy, but I believe it was definitely caused by hitting the deck when that shotgun went off.”

“Hmm… that’s good to know.” She paused, then moved her hands down his chest. “So there’s nothing to keep you from engaging in further exertions?”

She felt his chest jerk with laughter. “No, nothing at all.”

He pressed a couple of buttons on the keyboard before she spun his chair around. “I have to admit,” she told him, setting his glasses aside, “I was a little worried. I mean, it was more action than I’d seen in a long time and I thought I would be sore, but instead my libido has shifted into a higher gear. And I find myself craving you again. I waited as long as I could before I interrupted you.”

Lines creased at the corners of his eyes as he smiled. “I’m always open to interruptions. What do you suggest we do about this craving?”

Alex flicked her eyes around the office, debating options. “What would be easiest for you?”

Duncan glanced around as well, then motioned to the desk. “This is about hip height to me.”

She glanced at the massive desk and nodded. “It is indeed. Nobody is due into the office for a while, correct?”

“Correct, but you should lock the office door just in case.”

Alex walked across the room, excitement humming in her blood. As soon as he’d started to respond to her, her body had begun to warm. Duncan would have a creamy welcome when they got down to business.

When she returned, Duncan had cleared what he could from his desk. The laptop had been put away as well as all of the writing materials. Wouldn’t do to get a pen in the ass.

He glanced at the grin on her face, then paused to look at her more closely. “You are a gorgeous woman. You know that, right?”

She’d heard it before, many times. But nobody had made her blush like Duncan did. She shook her head. “As long as I’m gorgeous to you, that’s all that matters.”

Damn that sounded hokeyandneedy, but it was the truth. The feelings surging through her were new and very unique. No one else had ever made her feel the way Duncan did.

He pointed a finger and she grabbed the throw blanket from the back of the small sofa, then laid it out on the desk. The sight of the planned indiscretion made her pulse race.

Duncan turned her in his arms, removing the glasses from the V of her shirt and setting them on the shelf behind him. Then he cupped her face in his hands, rubbing a callused thumb over her cheekbone. “You’re making me behave badly.”

Alex shook her head, smiling. “Not badly, just differently.”

He kissed her smiling mouth, then, slowly but firmly. Alex leaned into his touch, knowing how fleeting their liaison could be. Her fingers ran down his chest, unfastening buttons as she went. When the shirt gaped open she ran her hands inside, over the tight swells of his pectorals and the abrasion of his chest hair. Then her hands wandered down his cobbled stomach to the belt of his pants. Duncan paused as her nimble fingers unfastened, unbuttoned and unzipped, then cradled him in her hand. He groaned against her mouth, one of his hands going down to still hers. “You’re not the only one feeling driven. Slow down a little.”

Alex took a breath, still nibbling at his lips, but she rested her hands on his waist. “Okay. I can for a minute.”

Duncan plucked at her blouse and started undoing her own buttons, but he made sure to tease her breasts as he did it. “That’s not fair,” she gasped.

When he tossed her shirt away, then reached behind to unfasten her bra, a wave of arousal rolled through her and she shuddered. Plucking her nipples with his fingers, he kissed her again, tongue surging inside her mouth. They glided together for several long minutes before they both reached for more. Duncan pushed her jeans to the floor and she had to take a minute to kick off her boots. He rubbed her ass while she was bent to the side, and she took a moment to breathe a hot gust of air against his erection, which was trying to force itself through the restraint of his underwear. There was a wet spot at the top, and she wanted to linger, but he retaliated by running one of his own fingers down the crack of her ass, then deeper to the damp gusset of her panties.

“And what is this?” he asked. Before she could answer he had slipped a finger beneath the edge of the elastic to play in her wetness.

Alex moaned, caught off guard by how good that felt. He didn’t bother teasing her outer lips, just shoved deep into her depths. She gasped as he removed his finger, then shoved two back in. “Oh,” she cried, her pleasure spiking. But the position wasn’t ideal.

Lifting her up, he pressed her ass against the edge of the desk, then guided her to lay back. At first, Alex felt a little exposed as he pushed her knees out, but then he touched her. No, he kissed her. She would realize later that Duncan sat down in his chair, then leaned forward to give her the most intimate of kisses. Alex’s head tossed on the edge of the blanket as he tongued the most sensitive part of her body, then again and again until she screamed out in pleasure. But he didn’t stop. He paused, letting her catch her breath for a moment, before reaching up to tweak her nipples and start the process over again. Alex cried out, writhing on the unyielding surface of the desk as he pressed kisses down her body, using teeth when she tried to wiggle away from him. Alex lost track of his touch for a moment, until she felt the head of his cock at the super-sensitized entrance of her body. The long, slow glide of him into her body set off a new chain reaction of sensation, her body at the edge of another orgasm.

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