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He froze, and then he smiled wide before he bit my lip. “I’m clean, too. I promise.”

“I trust you, Benjamin,” I whispered.

Then he was between my legs, and there was nothing else.

He slid deep, inch by achingly slow inch, filling me. I could feel the heat of him, bare and thick.

“Oh dear God, you’re like heaven.”

He muttered against my neck, and I knew he was fighting for control just like I was.

“I need you to move,” I whispered.

“I’m going to need a fucking minute. You’re way too fucking hot.”

I grinned, even as I shook again.

When he moved, I wrapped my legs around him, groaning when he pumped into me, keeping my hips down onto the table, both of us arching for one another. I came again, clamping around his cock, and he cursed under his breath before muttering my name. He filled me up, and I could feel the heat of him as he spurted into me.

His cock twitched, and my body clenched around him. We both clung to one another, sweaty and shaking, and he looked down at me.

“We’re not very good at being friends, are we?” He whispered as he kissed me again. I looked up at him and brushed my fingers along his cheek.

“I don’t think we were meant to be just friends, not with the choices that we made.” It was the most honest thing I had ever said, and I was afraid that I’d buried myself within more than just what we had begun now. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, yet I knew that Benjamin needed to be part of it. Yes, this could be a mistake, but it felt like this was meant to be.

And it might be wrong, but I wasn’t sure what else I was supposed to do or say. Or who I was supposed to be.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly.

“I am,” I said, needing to touch him. I slid my hands up and down his chest, and he kept touching me, even as I lay on the hard table, his softening cock still deep inside me.

“We’ll figure it out. You and me. Together.”

I knew he was saying the words that he needed to say and the ones I wanted to hear, and I wanted this to be true, because one drunken night before hadn’t been a mistake, but ithadbeen a choice.

Tonight had been a completely different choice, one that could ruin everything, or be the start of something I had never allowed myself to believe or give into.

He kissed me again, and I didn’t care about the consequences.

Even if I knew I might regret that thought the moment I let myself breathe.

Chapter 15

Benjamin

Ifrowned as I went over my schedule for the next day and sipped my coffee. I had two consults with the rest of the family and then another consult by myself. That would take most of the day, and I wasn’t even sure when I would be able to get my hands dirty. That was understandable, though, because sometimes my job as the boss of this arm of Montgomery Builders meant that I couldn’t do what I thought I was good at. Instead, I got to work on paperwork while my team got to dig in the dirt.

Someone knocked on the door, pulling me from my thoughts. I frowned, taking my coffee with me as I made my way over.

I looked through the peephole and sighed as I opened the door.

“Hello, I didn’t realize you were here. Going to punch me again?”

Beckett winced as he walked in, Lee behind him.

“No punching needed,” Lee stated as he stared at my coffee. “Do you have more of that?” he asked, sounding practically giddy.

“I do. It’s in the kitchen. Help yourself to some.”

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