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She moves her hips when I start to stroke her, her breathing becoming ragged.

Fucking hell, yes. Come for me, baby. Let me make you feel good.

“Oh God,” she whispers, her voice hoarse.

I keep going, knowing she’s close.

My tongue flicks over her nipple as she tenses up under my touch.

“Oh,fuck,” she murmurs, arms wrapping around my head.

I sink a third finger inside her as she starts to come, clenching around my hand.

She cries out, so fucking loud and clear that there’s no way half the building didn’t just hear it.

I lift my head up, and she stares back at me.

There’s still nothing but desire in her expression.

Thank fuck. I’m not done yet. Not even close.

She pulls something out of her pocket, and I smile as she gives me her keys.

“Lock the door,” she tells me, as she steps back and wriggles out of the last of her clothing.

She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

Chapter Forty-Five

Lana

It’s been way too long since I had sex, and it’s been even longer since I had an orgasm that wasn’t self-induced. There’s a huge difference between scratching an itch and being completely satisfied by someone who knows what they’re doing.

Having Pete’s fingers inside me did something to my brain that’s still happening right now.

I don’t know where it came from, or what to call it.

Hell, I can barely recall my own damn name.

That’s because none of that matters one little bit.

Not here. Not now.

All I know is I need to have more.

More of him. More of this feeling.

Just fucking MORE.

Stripping naked, I watch as he locks the office door.

He leaves the keys in the lock, and when he turns back to me, I know this is about to get real.

That doesn’t scare me one little bit.

He tugs off his shirt, and I get to see the muscular body I knew his clothes were hiding.

“Come over here and lay down on this couch,” he commands.

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