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“I choose you too,” I whispered.

Our lips brushed against each other as we kissed, and that kiss spun out of control, consuming us in its flames. I’d never get enough of her.

“Take me home,” she rasped. “I need you. I need to feel you.Please. We’ll figure everything else out afterward, but right now I just needyou.”

I needed her too. “Your place or mine?”

“Mine,” she said. “I have to go to Tommy’s later. We’re firing Jeff, but need to make a plan. I’m going to have Ellen meet us, too. You should come with us.”

“Would that be okay?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t care. I’m pulling the CEO card, because Iamthe CEO. I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want, especially after this weekend.”

“I support that,” I chuckled, stealing one more kiss. I glanced back at the car and wrinkled my nose. “We better go before people start honking.”

I picked up her suitcase and carried it to my car, opening the door for her. She slid into the passenger seat, and I stowed her bag in the back. Less than thirty minutes later, I parked in the garage beneath her apartment building.

I was counting down the seconds until I was able to hold her. She drummed her fingers on her thighs as we took the elevator up, and the moment her front door clicked shut behind us, I backed her against the wall, her lips meeting mine.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “You have no idea how much I've missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too. I was losing my mind. I think Saturday night may have broken me.”

“I still can't believe he sent that message,” she said. “I’m so sorry. I didn't realize what happened, he deleted everything.”

It’d been a nightmare. I hated that bastard more than I thought possible. “I know, baby. You don't need to explain, we've already talked through it. None of that matters right now. All that matters is that we're together.”

“I’m yours,” she said, kissing me harder.

My cock throbbed in response, and I knew I needed her. I needed to feel her wrapped around me, buried in her silken heat. It’d been too long since I touched her. If I didn’t have her now, I was going to go insane.

The sense of urgency drove both of us. She tugged my shirt overhead. Her hands ran down my chest, tracing my tattoos as her dark eyes swept up to mine, pleading for more.

Fuck. “I need you now, or I’m going to die,” I said.

“Yes.”

We stripped as we made our way to the bedroom, tossing our clothes to the floor, our mouths fused together.

“I’m yours,” she whimpered.

A growl left me as I pushed her back onto the bed. The mattress bounced, her legs spreading for me, giving me a perfect view of her pussy. I reached down, stroking myself as I knelt between her thighs.

“Say it again,” I demanded.

“I’m yours,” she said, stretching out as I crawled on top of her. “Please fuck me. I need younow. I need to be with you. I need to come after everything has happened.”

I needed her just as badly. All of the fear and desperation that I’d felt, all of the thoughts that had circulated through my head and turned into a hurricane that ripped me apart—all of them came together and disappeared beneath her touch.

I leaned down, kissing up her body, her skin soft to my lips. She sucked on her breath, her hips moving impatiently.

“Please,” she begged.

I trailed more kisses up to her breasts, pausing to suck and play with each of them, and then lined my cock up with her pussy. I reached down between us, rubbing the head over her clit, and then lower, feeling how wet she was.

“Fuck,” I gasped.

“I told you,” she said. “Ineedyou.”

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