Just as something else inside of her threatened to burst past its own barriers—-
Her hands rushed to cover her mouth, tears rushing down her cheeks as she fought against the tide of words that threatened to rush out of her throat.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
But to say them was to lose him, and she couldn't ever risk that.
Stand By Me
"Silence at the proper season is wisdom, and better than any speech." ~ Plutarch
"READY, MY PRETTY?"the god of all flirts asked.
She shook her head.
But since this was her boss and 'torment Kady until she died' was his motto, her silent negation was simply ignored, and the next thing she knew, he already had his arms around her, ostensibly to guide her hands as he taught her the rudiments of latte art. But in truth?
Oh...dear...gaaaaaaaaah.
She could barely breathe, much less concentrate, with Slade's big, hard cock repeatedly rubbing against her ass every time he steered her hand into a rotating motion. And making it worse was the way he insisted on whispering instructions, which he had to do right next to her ears, since that was the only way for her to hear him over Ben. E King'sStand By Me.
Lord help her,but the whole thing just made her heart beat faster, her breasts ache harder, and—-
She was horny, in other words, Kady admitted to herself, and the thought was as mortifying as it was wonderful. Three days had passed since her world had almost crashed down on her. But because God was so good, she was still in his life, and he was none the wiser about...things.
"Perfect," Slade murmured when Kady managed to create a heart latte on the cup. "If you keep practicing, I'm betting you'll be able to do this flawlessly in a week."
The thought of being skillful enough to do latte art on her own excited her, and twisting around so she could look at him, she asked excitedly, "Do you real—-mmph." Slade took her mouth in a thoroughly passionate kiss in full view of the customers, and when he lifted his head, his blue eyes glittered down at her—-
Oh. No.
It was that look again. But despite knowing what it meant—-
"I want you," Slade whispered. "Now."
The thought of refusing didn't even cross her mind. Not even when she caught sight of the way Leander Knight -akaMr. McDonald's on Horseback - smirked or the way Farica threw her hands up and muttered 'there goes my afternoon break' under her breath.
Not for anything would she refuse really, because he was the man she loved, and oh, she just couldn't get enough of the way he made her feel.
The moment the door to Slade's study closed, all pretenses of self-control and propriety went up in flames. She was up against the wall in an instant, his cock pistoning inside of her in a rapid series of thrusts that had her biting his shoulder to keep herself from crying out.
But he would have none of it, and with his cock still buried inside of her pussy, he carried her off and settled himself on one of the ladderback chairs by the fireplace. The new position had herstraddling him, and when she saw his wicked smile, she realized it was all deliberate.
He knew...heknewthis was her favorite position—-
"Let's make you bounce, shall we?"
AAAAAAH.
His mouth latched to her nipple as his hands took hold of her hips and started bouncing up and down. She covered her mouth in an effort to stay silent, but when he kept bouncing her faster and harder - it was just impossible,utterly impossible not to surrender to the most wanton part of her.
Oh God.
Her head fell back as she clutched his shoulders and pushed her nipple deeper into his mouth. He suckled her, and it was so good - just so good - that she could no longer help herself.
Kady screamed.
Twenty minutes later, and they were back behind the bar, hair slightly mussed, clothes just a bit crumpled, and Kady unable to meet anyone's gaze while Slade was once again smiling like a man that had gone to heaven and back.