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“You need to get ready for work,” I tell her.

“And you need to get ready for your first day back. So what?”

“I still have time.” I tuck her hair behind her ears, gently sliding my fingers down the delicate column of her throat. “It’s not my alarm that woke us up.”

Nevaeh bites her bottom lip, her teeth grazing it slowly. Her hands slip down my hips, and she pushes my boxers down, releasing my already hard dick. Our eyes meet, and I’m a goner. She’s won me over, and I didn’t even realize we were playing.

“Looks like my alarm didn’t just wake us up,” she murmurs, wrapping her palm around my cock. A few light strokes, and I brace myself on the counter on either side of her, closing my eyes. “I want you.” Her voice is just above a whisper, but I hear it clearly. “I always set my alarm two hours before I need to leave. Gives me enough time to get ready.” Her strokes become rougher. “Roman, please…” she begs.

Hauling her to me by her hips, I pull down her panties, ripping them in the process. My impatience got the best of me.

“Guess I’ll need new panties.”

“Whatever you want, Malyshka,” I say, driving myself inside her. “You’ll never hear no from me.”

“Promise?” She winds her hands around my neck. Her lips are an inch away from mine.

“Anything for you,” I breathe and kiss her, losing myself to the feeling of her in my arms.

1 ? ??????? ????? ?????? ????? ? ???. — I really lose my mind around her.

2 ??? ??????. — So good.

3 ??????????. — Impossible.

4 ????. — Shit.

Chapter 24

I Swear

NEVAEH

I sipmy coffee and stare at my laptop, a giddy smile playing on my lips. It’s been like this all day. Even this unexpected meeting my boss scheduled at the end of the day hasn’t ruined my mood. I’m happy. Ridiculously happy, actually, and it doesn’t even weird me out.

What exactly happened that caused me to feel like this? It’s obviously not the first time I had been fucked so good I couldn’t even move. Wasn’t my first time passing out from toe-curling orgasms. And it definitely wasn’t the first time I spent the night with a guy I was crushing on…and yet, I’ve never beenthishappy.

“Nevaeh?” I blink and set my mug on the table, raising my eyes to my boss, Kai. “Can you please tell us about the materials your department prepared?”

“Sure.” Daydreaming at work? During a very important meeting?A pat on the back for Nevaeh Lawrence.

“Nevaeh,can you please stay for a few minutes?” Kai asks, looking up from his laptop.

I nod and slump back in my chair, putting my laptop and notes on the table. The meeting ran late. It’s past seven p.m., and I want to go home, but I know better than to argue with my boss when he clearly has something on his mind.

“You wanted to discuss something?”

“I did.” He nods. His brown eyes focus on me, emitting warmth. “What are you planning to write for our special edition in December?”

I shrug. “My usual. Just need to figure out a theme.”

Running a hand through his hair, Kai watches me. His easygoing smile is still on his lips, but by the way he wrinkles his nose, I know he’s not happy with my answer. I sweep my gaze over the conference room and then bring my eyes back to my boss. His white shirt clings to his brown skin, highlighting his broad shoulders and toned chest. Kai is an incredibly handsome man, and I know quite a few colleagues who would want to get to know him in a much more intimate setting. For me, he’s always been a mentor, someone I can go to for advice if I need it. He’s also been a friend.

When I agreed to sing karaoke with my boss at the holiday party, I didn’t expect to gain a friend. But it happened; we just clicked.

“Do you remember our conversation a few months ago? When I put you in charge of your department?”

“How could I not?” I ask sarcastically, and he snorts. “You told me I was wasting my potential, and that I needed a more challenging job.”

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