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I shake my head. My palms press against the desk to hold me upright, but my arms are already trembling.

“Good, I don’t want to have to spank you.” Grady pulls his slick fingers from my mouth and lowers them between my legs. I whimper as he presses them inside of me.

Grady freezes. “Didn’t I say you had to be quiet?”

I thought he was just being practical, but now I see that it’s another game. Why is that such a turn-on? I smile up at him and whisper, “Maybe I need you to keep my mouth busy.”

Grady’s eyes are glassy. He wants this as badly as I do, which means that neither of us is going to last long. He unbuttons his slacks and yanks the zipper down. He’s still holding my head back when he lines up his dick, slides the tip into me, and returns his fingers to my lips. Only when I’m sucking his fingers again does he thrust into me.

I barely make a sound, though my eyes roll back as he fucks my cunt with his cock and my mouth with his fingers, moving at slightly different rhythms. Grady chuckles at my expression. “You love this, don’t you? I bet you’ve gotten off to the idea of having two men at the same time, haven’t you? Well, too fucking bad, Vivian, because I don’t share.”

I swallow my answering whimper.Only you, I want to tell him.I only want you. Because of what he says about my cunt being his, not because I’m obsessed with him or whatever. But his dick feels so good inside me, stretching me, filling me almost to my limit, but no more. Foreplay is one of my favorite things about sex, but I’m turned on enough that I enjoy the feeling of this being almost too much. I haven’t had a chance to relax and prepare for him, and this is just the right side of pain.

“I bet you have all kinds of dirty fantasies,” Grady whispers. “I have something I want you to do for me, one of my fantasies. Can I tell you?”

I nod again.

Grady’s hips snap harder as he talks. Most of the time, his words are for me, but I can tell that this time, they’re for him. “After this, I imagine you’ll walk out of this room with my smell all over you. Your legs are going to be shaking from how hard I’ve made you come. And then you’re going to go home, andyou’re going to get undressed, and you’re going to get off to the memory of what we’re doing right now.”

I stifle another whimper. I’m so close. His fingers have gone slack against my tongue, almost forgotten in his desperate rutting thrusts.

“I want to ruin you, Vivian,” he whispers. “I want you to think about me every time you—ah, fuuuuuck,” he grits out and shudders as his cock throbs inside me. Grady has to let go of me so that he can grab the edge of the desk to keep himself from falling.

We stay like that, for a long moment until he catches his breath. When he finally slides out of me, he’s still half hard. He stumbles back into his chair and drags me into his lap, turning me so that my back is to his chest. I can feel his breath hot against my neck as he picks up where he left off, two fingers in my mouth, three in my pussy, his thumb on my clit.

I come hard after only a few seconds and expect him to stop there, but he knows me too well already. It takes less than a minute for me to come a second time, and when I do, every muscle on my body goes limp. If Grady wasn’t holding onto me so tightly, I would slither to the floor and curl up there for a nap.

He holds me steady until we both catch our breath. “Are you okay?” he asks. “That wasn’t too much?”

“Why?” I taunt. “Think you’ve got another round in you?”

Grady snorts. “Definitely not. Not if it involves standing. I thought my knee was going to give out.”

I twist around to look at him. “Wait, are you okay?”

He kisses the side of my neck. “I’m fine, Viv. Just… not used to this. I didn’t realize it would be so intense. But it’s always intense with you, isn’t it?”

I stand up and straighten my skirt, then take a moment to run my fingers through my hair.

“Do you want my help cleaning up?” Grady looks almost shy as he asks. “I can dip into the bathroom, grab you some… hand towels, or something?”

“I don’t mind being a little messy,” I tell him. “Besides, I’m just going to go home and get myself off again, like you said.”

Grady’s Adam’s apple bobs. “Shit. Are you really?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I bend over to whisper in his ear. “Maybe if you get lucky, I’ll send you a picture of it.”

Grady’s face is fifteen shades of red. “I’d like that.”

I smirk as I reach into my pocket and pull out my crumpled panties, which I stuff into his top desk drawer. “In the meantime, why don’t you hold onto these for me?” I drop a quick kiss on his cheek before I spin on my heel and head for the door.

I take the long way toward the elevator so I won’t pass Renee’s office again. There’s no need for this to get strange and complicated. No explanation, no feelings, nothing to worry about.

That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway.

Chapter Fifteen

Grady

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