Page 125 of Keep Your Friends Close and Your… Work Enemy Closer?

Her slender throat worked as she swallowed. "I missed you."

God, those three words broke something inside me... that she would finally admit that to me. I kissed her then, passion surging through my veins like an inferno.

She fumbled with my belt, practically tearing at my pants, my cock aching to be free of any constraints, aching for her touch.

While she attempted to undress me, I did the same to her, pushing the top of her dress down to reveal the most beautiful breasts in the world, her nipples instantly hardening in the cool air, my mouth practically salivating at the sight before me.

"So fucking hot," I managed to say before leaning down to devour a pebbled peak. Alliteration. Somewhere in the back of my head, that thought broke through, and I tried to bookmark it to tell her later.

But right now, I was too busy sucking, nipping, tonguing her nipple like I was a starving man and she was my homecoming feast. One hand found her breast, while the other plunged into her hair. My mouth ravished her cleavage before I made a path up her neck, finding that sensitive spot below her ear then sucking on her delicate earlobe.

She made a whimpering sound, pushing her body against me, her hands finally finding success with my zipper. My pants suddenly fell around my ankles, and next thing I knew, my boxers joined them.

Her hand found me then, circling my hard-as-stone cock, and a rough groan escaped me. How many times had I dreamed of this moment? How many days had I woken up with morning wood, dying for her touch?

With her thumb, she rubbed the precum down my length, slowly, sensually, driving me wild with her tight grip.

"I wantthis..." she whispered. "...inside me."

Oh, fuck.

"Bare," she added.

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Bare?" I asked, barely able to speak.

"Bare. I'm on birth control. And it's been forever since I last had sex."

Good. I hated the thought of her with anyone else. "Same. I've never been without a condom."

Her face lit up with a smile. "I'll be your first then."

First of many, many, many times if I had anything to say about it. I wanted it all with this woman. I leaned down to kiss her, pulling her body tight to me, the center of her panties rubbing against my dick. I could feel the wetness between us, either from her or me, I had no idea. But her underwear needed to go.

I sucked her lower lip into my mouth, then bit down lightly, the move making her moan. Slanting her mouth, she gave me back everything I gave her and more, the passion building to impossible heights.

She suddenly ended the kiss, pulling back to grasp my cheeks in her hands, staring straight into my eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"I'm sorry too." I had no idea what specifically we were both apologizing for, but I'd say anything at the moment to get back to what we were doing.

"You were right."

That broke through my primitive brain. "I was right? About what?"

She turned my head one way and kissed my cheek. "One, I deserved to be fired." She repeated the motion in the opposite direction, placing those soft, pillowy lips on my other cheek. "And two, it was the push I needed to move forward."

"It was?"

"Yes, it was. Well, it will be," she amended. "I'm going to start my own publishing company."

"You are?" My dumb ass could only repeat what she'd just said apparently.

"I am. I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time about it."

With the little bit of brain power I had left, I managed to follow the conversation. Barely. "And I'm sorry I did it," I said, truly meaning it. "I... I should have discussed it with you, not just sprung it on you like that."

"But I needed that." She gave me a quick peck on the lips. "It was the only way to do it. It just took me a while to figure it all out and come to terms with it. I'm stubborn like that. One of my many faults."

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