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I ghost kisses to her shoulders as she huffs. My lips follow the curve of her bra. I’m hard for her, but this isn’t the quick fuck I initially fantasised when I imagined our time in her office.

“You’re so sexy, baby. You’re this badass boss woman, and yet you chose me.” I pull down one cup and run my tongue around her nipple. She pushes her pelvis up to me, demanding more.

“You chose me first,” she says between gasps. “And now you’re mine forever.”

Her hazel eyes swirl with colour.

She whimpers and moans as I duck down, lathering and biting one nipple while pulling down the other cup and trailing my fingers across the other nipple.

My mouth hovers over her breast as I blow across it. She shivers. My fingers slide down her belly and into her knickers. She’s so wet for me. I tease her clit, never pressing hard enough but not pulling away.

“Yours,” I reply, pressing my fingers inside her as my thumb rubs her clit. She grinds against the palm of my hand, and I push against her.

My cock presses against her, and I slide down her knickers.

“I love you, Coults.”

I ease my cock inside her and wait. She moves and writhes, desperate for me to fuck her, but this is the moment I’ve waited for. Nothing compares to being inside the woman I love in the sanctuary of her office. We’ll remember this moment when I return for a meeting, especially if she’s reprimanding me. My cock stretches her. Her legs and arms are around me as I feather kisses across her body.

“I love you, too, Connor,” she whispers as I pull back and press deeper.

I lose track of time as we cuddle, kiss, and revel in our intimacy. The world could burn around us, and I’d still be here with the woman I love, keeping us safe.

CHAPTER 52

Senna

I stretch in my bed.

“Good morning, baby,” Connor says over the video call we’ve had all night.

“Good morning, beautiful. Did you sleep okay?” We declared our love for each other two weeks ago, and it’s been bliss ever since.

“Like a cat cuddled up to his favourite owner,” he says with a wink. He’s only on the floor below me, but we must keep my staff unaware of our relationship. “I’m going to head to the gym and call Layla while I’m there. Do you want to join me and say hello to your future intern?”

I chuckle. “She might change her mind. She’s still got to finish university.”

“She won’t change her mind. She thinks you’re incredible, as I do, although she admires your business mind and social media skills, whereas I admire that and everything else.”

I cuddle into my blanket as I stare at Connor, who beams at me through the screen. “I love you, Connor fucking Dane.”

“And I love you, too, Coults. And you’re ready for our date tonight after the race?”

“Yes.”

“And you promise to turn your phone off so you can relax. You need to relax.”

“Yes, Con.” I roll my eyes. I need to let others look after me sometimes, especially him, even though I worry about the team and how they’ll cope without me. “But this isn’t about you protecting me, is it?”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

My phone rings.

“Who’s that?”

“It’s Dad,” I say with a shrug. “I haven’t spoken to him since that meal.”

It goes to voicemail and then rings again. This time, it’s my mum.

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