Page 27 of Moore to Love

“I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since Saturday.” Scooting my chair closer to hers now that she’d given me the green light, I traced my finger over her knee. “The sounds you made when you came. How fucking gorgeous you looked. And how sweet you tasted on my fingers.”

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ELLIE

Heat rushed to the tops of my cheeks as his words registered. I stared down at my lap for a moment before looking up and meeting his intense gaze.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, either. To be honest, I don’t have a whole lot of experience.” My eyes went back to my lap, not able to look him in the eyes as I admitted something so deeply personal. “But that was one of the best orgasms I have ever had. My ex never made me feel like that, not even once.”

“Baby, there are so many things I want to do to you, what happened the last time I had the pleasure of tasting you was barely a start.”

His words sent a rush of heat through me, and before I thought to hold back, my gaze snapped up to meet his. “Like what?” I asked, the words falling from my lips without a thought.

“So many things.” He gave me a wicked smile. “But this isn’t just about what I want. It’s about what you want. So tell me, what do you want?”

“I…” I didn’t know how to answer that question. So many things ran through my mind, all of them wildly inappropriate things I definitely shouldn’t be thinking about my boss. And certainly not when we were at work even though no one else was in the building. “I’m not sure.”

“That can’t be true.” He licked his lips and leaned back in this chair. “Since we sat down in here, I’ve been picturing all the things I could do to you if you were spread out on this desk for me.”

My cheeks must’ve been bright red with how hot I felt them burning. Just the thought of being spread out on Finn’s desk was enough to send my mind spiraling.

“Tell me.” The words sounded breathy, even to my own ears.

“No.” Finn set the bag filled with the containers holding my dinner for tonight onto the floor next to my chair.

Shame and disappointment burned through my body. He was just being polite, and I had read too much into things. A man like Finn could get anyone. Why would he want a woman with kids? One whose ex-husband had left her for a younger woman?

“I would rather show you.”

His words instantly pulled me out of my panicky self-doubt, and I jerked my head up, blinking at him in confusion.

“What?”

“If it’s what you want too, I would rather show you what I’ve been fantasizing about. I want you spread out on my desk, wet and wanting. Let me show you how a real man should treat such a beautiful woman.”

“I’m not—”

“No.” Finn interrupted me, a determined set to his jaw as I tried to brush off his compliment. Getting to his feet, he strode over to the door and slammed it shut. Then he came back and held out his hand to me. “You’re a beautiful woman, Ellie. Let me show you what you deserve.”

“Okay.” I slid my palm against his, and he pulled me to my feet before pressing his lips to mine. His tongue teased my bottom lip until I opened to him. He deepened the kiss while he pulled me to the other side of the desk and pressed my butt against the edge. He broke the kiss long enough to pull me up to perch me on the hard surface.

“Lunch was good, baby, but now I want this sweet pussy for dessert.”

“Yes.” I gasped as heat spread through my veins and started pooling deep in my core. I loved the way he kissed me, how he looked at me. It made me feel desirable, like someone wanted me, curves and all.

His lips trailed from my mouth down to my neck while his hands roamed by body, making me ache for him. When he squeezed my nipple through my shirt, I let out a little whine. I needed more.

“Don’t worry baby, I got you.” He whispered in my ear, and he pulled my blouse up and over my head, throwing it to the side. My bra followed quickly after. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”

His lips were on my breasts almost instantly.

Kissing.

Biting.

Licking.

Teasing.

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