Page 85 of Worth Every Risk

Aries nods, and I briefly wonder what she knows. Whether Alec told her. “So this is over?” she asks.

“I don’t see how it can’t be.”Jesus. Pain sears across my chest, the words like a blade that cuts straight through my heart.What the fuck am I doing? “I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying you’re sorry.” She stands. “It’s all right.”

All right? That’s it?The fact she’s giving in so easily kills a small part of me… it’s only now I realise I’d hoped for her to fight for this. For us.

She walks towards the door, but when she’s about to reach for the handle she glances at me over her shoulder. “You said you liked me.” Her voice is soft, but it comes with an edge of accusation.

My chest tightens. “I do. That’s not the issue.”

She lets this hang in the air a moment. “Am I the only woman you’ve had sex with, aside from your ex-wife?”

“I don’t see how that’s rel—”

“Am I?”

Something blisters through me. Shame. Vulnerability. Whatever it is, it’s fucking unpleasant. “Yes.”

Aries absorbs the information as though it’s deadly serious, but then her eyes take on that gleam I know so well, and in spite of myself I feel a throb in my dick. “In that case, it seems a shame…” Her index finger strokes along her bottom lip. “To end things before you’ve laid me out and fucked me on your desk.”

The comment draws a smile from me, and I drop my forehead into my hand. “You are unbelievable,” I say, but my heart is leaping, fuckingrejoicing, in the depths of my chest.

“Mr Hawkston,” she says, fully turning to me. “You’d be neglecting your duties as my employer not to give me at least one orgasm in your office.”

The way she’s looking at me, sexual tension leaking out of her pores and coiling its way around my dick, makes up my mind for me. “Lock the door.”

She smirks and turns the lock. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I get up, walk around the desk and haul her towards me.

Her beautiful mouth opens. “Is this break-up s—”

I swallow the rest of her sentence with a punishing kiss. I don’t care what this is, but I want this woman so much it hurts my cock to even think about denying it the pleasure of her body.

Her hands tear at my hair, yanking at the strands at my nape. Her tongue thrusts against mine, like we could fucking eat each other. White-hot desire spirals from my mouth to my dick, and I pull her hips flush against me.

She gasps into my mouth as my erection presses against her, and she rears back. “Are we safe?”

I pull her back against me, feeling her breasts against my chest. “I don’t fucking care. This is it. The last fuck. Make it count. And keep the noise down.”

I yank the t-shirt over her head, throwing it in a heap on the floor.Shit, those breasts.Is this the last time I’ll see them?I push the thought away, taking one into my mouth and sucking hard.

Aries’ hands clench against my shoulders. “Oh, shit,” she murmurs, her back bowing like she wants me to take more of her breast in my mouth.

I don’t. I focus on her jeans, unbuttoning them, pulling them down. Pulling down her underwear too. She steps out of them until she’s fully naked again.

Having this woman exposed like this while I’m still in my suit is the biggest fucking turn on; like she’s mine to control, to dominate.

I spin her in my arms, forcing her over the desk, pressing a hand against her lower back. She moans as the side of her face hits the wood, her arms splayed out in front.

Her arse is so round, so delicious, exposed to me this way. I run a finger between her cheeks, dusting over her puckered hole. She gasps, and I chuckle at the way her body pulls away from me.

My fingers slide lower, to her exposed pussy lips. I let out a groan of appreciation as I slide a finger into her softness.

“Drenched,” I murmur. “So wet for me.”

How the fuck am I going to give this woman up?

I slide another finger in, thrusting into her. Those little gasping moans she makes begin. I reach around and muffle her mouth with my free hand, then lean over her, my other hand still in her wet cunt.

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