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“That’s fucking lame,” he comments, but I ignore him and move my mouth to Maria’s other nipple.

She squirms her hips in my lap, and it makes my cock throb in anticipation.

“Fuck. I need to be inside you,” I whisper hotly into her ear. “Right now.”

“Remy,” she mouths, eyes wide and head nodding toward the phone I’ve pretty much forgotten all about.

But I’m already busy adjusting her body so that she’s facing away from me, her thighs draped over my legs. And then I’m pulling myself out of my boxer briefs and savoring the feel of me filling her pussy with my cock.

Yessss. This is exactly what I needed.

Her head falls back onto my shoulder, and her breasts push out in a way that makes it impossible for me not to take both of them into my hands.

“Rem?” Thatch is still there, but who the fuck cares when Maria is wet and warm and perfectly wrapped around my cock.

She glances over her shoulder with wide, persistent, you-are-crazy eyes, but when I thrust inside her once, twice, three, four…ten times, those eyes turn hooded and glazed over, and her breaths turn to soft pants.

“Rem, seriously, man? What the fuck are you doing over there?”

Having sex with the most beautiful woman on the fucking planet.

Maria doesn’t hesitate to do the honors of reaching out and ending the call before the persistent bastard can say anything else.

And then she surprises the hell out of me by standing up, turning around, and straddling her thighs over my lap.

Slowly, oh so fucking slowly, she slides herself back down on my length, and it’s my turn for my head to fall back from the amazing feel of her wrapped around me.

“You said no work,” she says, grabbing my chin and forcing me to meet her eyes.

“Technically, I was only working while you were sleeping. And then I was working while I was fucking you. So, I’d say I was just multitasking.”

“Oh, that’s how you look at it?” she questions, and I reach out to grab both of her breasts in my big, greedy hands again.

“Uh-huh.”

“So, I can take work calls too?”

“Only if my cock is inside you.”

She giggles, but then when I grip her hips and start up a rhythm, those giggles turn to moans at a rapid pace.

And it’s not long before my beautiful Maria is coming hard on my cock and I’m pushed to the hilt, filling her up.

Fuck. I never want to stop doing this with her.

Tuesday, November 12th

Maria

I am dressed and ready for Remy’s and my dinner out at a fancy restaurant that’s apparently a twenty-minute drive from the private beach house he rented for us in the Bahamas.

That’s right. I’m in the freakingBahamas,and I’m about to go on a real, actual date with no work calls or showings or the responsibilities that come with being a mom.

Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I traveled somewhere for fun. It feels like it’s been years. Even before I got pregnant with Izzy, I always stayed too busy with work to do anything besides, well, work.

Because you’ve been a workaholic for the past two decades.

It’s kind of sad how I’ve just let my life pass me by because I’ve been too focused on my career. Obviously, I love what I’ve achieved, I’m proud of what I’ve achieved, but I realize now more than ever that work shouldn’t define my life.

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