Page 8 of Silver Fox's Twin Babies

“I am sorry …”

The pull was too much. He didn’t let me look away. He forced me to keep eye contact, and when he leaned in and his lips brushed over mine, I caved. I was a damn fool. I caved and let him kiss me, and I poured every ounce of emotion I’d stored up for the past eight years into it. My lips danced over his, relishing the flavor of his dinner and my tears. He bit my lower lip and I rested my forehead against his momentarily.

Until it hit me.

I just kissed my boss.

Panic shot down my chest and I lurched up out of my seat, spilling my plate of food. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I blurted out and tried to run away, but he got off the couch and captured my hand.

I just kissed my boss. Oh God. This wasn’t good.

6

EVAN

Ipulled Amber back to me. I hadn’t intended to scare her, not even a little. This dinner was supposed to be a bridge between the awkward interaction we’d had earlier in the day to an agreement between us to put the past aside in honor of Jacob. But her hand trembled in my grasp, and I could see the tears streaking down her cheeks.

“Hey,” I said softly. I pinched her chin and forced her to look up at me. Still, she avoided eye contact with me. “What’s wrong?”

Her lack of response spoke volumes, but not as loudly as the way her hand rested on my hand that was cupping her cheek. She leaned into my touch and sniffled, and I used my thumb to brush a few tears off her cheekbone. The touch was innocent enough, but the hunger in her eyes as she looked up at me through her eyelashes was anything but. My fingers curled more tightly around the back of her neck and we stayed deadlocked like that, staring into each other’s eyes for a moment.

It was like nothing had changed, like the last time I kissed her was only yesterday and the fire and passion between us was still thriving. My eyes bounced between hers, watching as she lickeda tear off her lower lip. I couldn’t avoid watching her actions. I was mesmerized by how strongly I felt toward her.

“May I kiss you again?” I asked, but Amber didn’t respond in words.

Instead, she sucked in a breath and stepped closer to me, tipping her head up under mine as she pressed another kiss to my lips that ignited an inferno inside me. We were alone. The offices were empty and dark. My other hand slid around her waist and pulled her against my body where my swelling dick pressed on her thigh. She whimpered, but she didn’t pull away. Her hands rose up around my shoulders and locked behind my head.

The kiss deepened as she parted her lips for me. My body was on fire. It’d been so long since I did something so risky. Jacob had always lectured me, which made this feel doubly wrong and doubly enticing. My hands were greedy, groping her as I backed her toward the desk. She didn’t resist me either. She started undressing me as we moved. Her hands worked my tie, then the buttons on my dress shirt.

“My God, you’re just as sexy as the last time I saw you.” I didn’t mention the day I left. I knew it would conjure bad feelings for both of us. Getting on that plane felt so wrong, but I thought it was the right thing. Now I knew it wasn’t. I’d made a mistake.

“You’ve gotten older…” Her lips turned upward in a grin as she backed away with both sides of my tie in her hands. She pulled me along with her until her hips pressed against the desk. “I like that smoldering look you have now. Salt and pepper suits you.”

“You’re stalling,” I growled low in my throat. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you undressing me with your eyes the moment I walked in.”

Amber bit her lower lip, her eyelashes batting seductively. “And here I thought I was being so subtle,” she teased.

There it was. The spark I remembered about her. I kissed her jawline, finding a tear, then took time kissing and licking up her tears until our mouths met again. She guided my hands to the hem of her skirt, which I inched upward as she shed her suit jacket. There was no more tugging of its hem. She was relaxed—putty in my hands now.

I pushed her hips upward and back, so she was perched on the edge of the desk with her skirt up around her waist. Her panties were damp with arousal, but I focused on her blouse first, undoing one button at a time. I couldn’t get enough of either. My lips trailed down her neck, over the curve of her collarbone, to the swell of her breast that spilled out of her bra. I cupped her breast, marveling at its heaviness in my hand as I circled her nipple with my thumb.

“Oh God,” Amber moaned, her back arching as I tugged on her nipple through the lace material.

I looked up at her. Her eyes were still closed, but her body was begging me for more. I gave in to the temptation, hooking my fingers in her panties and sliding them down her legs, along with her heels. Her bare thighs were silky smooth against my slacks as I parted her folds and delved a finger inside of her. Hot, wet, and so tight, Amber’s walls clenched around me. She was always like this for me—impossibly wet.

“Oh God,” she moaned again, rocking against my hand. When her hand reached for my wrist, I clicked my tongue.

“Ah, ah…Now you know what I like. Don’t toy with me, Ms. Lawson.” My gentle chiding made her lips curl into a smile but her head still remained arched back, hair starting to fall from its bun. “Besides, I don’t want you to come too soon…”

Amber’s eyes snapped open, and she looked at me with passion so intense it almost singed my very soul. “You always did know how to draw things out, didn’t you?”

I smirked. “You never complained before tonight.”

She bit her lip again; I couldn’t help but lean in and suck the pain away. “No,” she breathed, her hips moving against my hand. “But you left me high and dry that one time, remember?”

“And I’ve been kicking myself ever since. But let me make it up to you, Amber,” I said against her ear, my voice a low growl. I’d never forgive myself for that. I could try to make up for it though.

The way she worried her lip between her teeth drove me wild. I kneaded a breast while she opened the fly of my pants and pulled my dick out. I was rock-hard and ready. Her hand was magic, stroking me and pulling precum to the surface. The kiss we shared was scorching, branding her taste on my lips until I kissed downward again, taking control.

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