Page 141 of Endgame

The sensation hits my most sensitive internal spot, and I can feel his cock consuming my insides. His thrusts pick up speed as I get louder.

“Right there, baby. God, I could stay here forever. Good girl, taking me so well.”

“Cal, I want to come.”

He’s powering through thrusts, and I can feel the moment he gets close, causing my climax to take flight.

“Let go, baby. Let me feel you come on my cock.”

“Cal, I need you to come inside me.” I’m breathing so heavily; I’m surprised he can understand me. My statement does nothing to stall his pursuit, as he replies in stride, “Can’t deny you anything.”

Hell yes.

He drives into me with a force that leaves me breathless. It takes everything in me not to scream from the overwhelming sensation of pleasure. I bite my lip to hold in a moan from the vibrations that infiltrate my body.

I sound primal, filled with passion and so much love for this man, while he leads my body to the ecstasy it craves. “I’m coming. Don’t stop. Please, God, don’t stop.”

Passion passes through his beautiful body, my face andhips rocking in unison with his thrusts. “I can’t, couldn’t, won’t. Fuck.”

My orgasm explodes around him as my legs and ass buck against his frame, fighting to control the sensation. “Mhmm, so good, Cal.”

“I know, baby, you’re perfect.” Seconds later, his loud grunt signals his release as he grinds his hips forward, barreling deep as he erupts inside of me.

A feral growl flees his lips.

His kissing along my back signals the synchronized end to our releases before I sense him grab a tissue off my desk en route to clean up our mess.

“As much as I’d love for you to be dripping my cum all day, I’ll spare you this once, seeing as how you no longer have panties.”

I’m giggling as I lift off the disaster on my desk and begin straightening my clothes back into place.

I spare a look at Callaway and find him already put back together with a huge grin plastered across his handsome face.

“We fucked in your office.”

Weirdo. I love him. “We did. It was epic.” I laugh uncontrollably at how something so simple can bring him so much happiness.

“I can’t wait to do it again.”

I gently smack his arm, my smile greeting him with ease. “You’re such a dork.”

Before I know it, he’s nipping at my neck and sending me into a spiral of laughter as he tickles me fiercely. I might pee my pants.

“I’ll show you dork, you beautiful woman.”

I’ve never been able to handle tickling. My body is sensitive to any touch— tickling for me is borderline painful, but it somehow still makes me laugh immensely.

I do my best to distract Cal by getting us back on task before he interrupts me with his cock again.

Holding his muscular biceps, I search his eyes before pleading with him, “Sir, you’ve already distracted me enough. I love you, but let’s focus. I’m meeting the buyers tomorrow, and I need you to tell me I’m doing the right thing.”

He smiles again. This man cannot be taken seriously.

“You said you loved me.”

Jesus.

“I did. And I promise I’ll never stop telling you. Now, give me your attention, please.”

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