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He could have done this in a fancy restaurant.He could have made some grand, elaborate gesture.But he’d done it in a place that was already important to him, in a new part of his life he was excited to start.What better place to start another new, exciting phase?
His tongue tangled with mine and I moaned, gripping his shoulders and practically climbing him.Married.We were going to get married.Happily ever after, till death do us part.
I almost couldn’t believe it.
He lifted his head and placed a hand at the small of my back, jerking me tight against him.“I hate to tell you this, but our first fuck as an engaged couple is going to happen very romantically on this second-hand couch.”
I laughed breathlessly with anticipation and pushed his jacket off his shoulders.“Is there a lock on the door?”
“The entire building is empty.”He nibbled at my jaw.
“Then why do we have to do it here?”
He straightened and gazed down at me, questioning.
“There are all sorts of naughty options,” I pointed out.“I mean, some of those cubicles still have desks.We could really break this place in.”
He laughed.“Desk sex in a cubicle is how you want to celebrate our engagement?”
“It would be a good start.”
He considered a moment.“I have a better idea.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
(Charlotte)
Taking my hand, Matt guided me back to the elevators and pushed the button for the second floor.When the doors opened, it was onto a much nicer space.Huge windows lined the hallway and surrounded a center courtyard with tables and chairs.
“This is all ours,” he said, pushing through the door.“The building goes around it.”
“Nice,” I murmured, turning in a circle and looking up at the sky.“But people up there will get a show.”
He glanced up at the neighboring buildings that rose above ours.“Yeah, well, they don’t have to look.Get your clothes off.”
I giggled and pulled off my jacket.The autumn air was crisper than I would have liked to be naked in, but I had a feeling that I wouldn’t be cold for long.I tossed it on the ground, along with my blazer, and started on the buttons of my shirt.When I shrugged it off, a little thrill of familiar fear shot straight to my clit; was anything hotter than feeling exposed and vulnerable in a public space where I could be watched?Potentially caught in the act?
“This is the like our first time,” I noted, unfastening my pants.“On your private pool deck, where everyone could hear us?”
He made a noise low in his throat, nostalgia mixed with desire.“I remember.”
I kicked my shoes off and shimmied out of my panties.My goosebumps weren’t just because of the low temperature.
“You dared me to fuck myself with a water bottle,” I reminded him, though I was sure he needed none.That first encounter had been momentous.Life changing, even if I hadn’t known it then.Some part of me must have, though.Maybe that’s why I’d spent so much time denying my feelings and running from them.
We’d been perfect together from the start, two deviants matched in every way, but I’d focused so hard on the superficial ones like wealth and distance and our romantic pasts to have seen it until now.
Matt stripped off, throwing his clothes onto the leaf-strewn ground, too.We would definitely have to change before heading back to the office.He cautiously leaned his cane against the nearest table and walked gingerly toward me.“Hop up there on the ledge, princess.”
There was a small, empty fountain in the middle of the courtyard, with a high rim the perfect height for sitting.The concrete was rough on my bare ass, but I did exactly as I was told with a whispered, “Yes, my dragon.”
Carefully, he lowered himself to his knees in front of me and parted my thighs.
“This, you’ll take a knee for,” I quipped, and yelped when he sank his teeth into my inner thigh with a pinching bite.
“Princesses don’t talk back,” he reminded me.“But they are allowed to make a hell of a lot of noise.”
He said it like I had a choice, but once he buried his face between my legs, there was no possible way to keep silent.He didn’t tease me or give me any kind of warm-up, and though I was aroused by my anticipation, his sudden assault on my clit was far too sensitive.I squirmed and gasped, my hands braced on the concrete, while his mouth jolted electricity through my flesh.He pulled one of my legs over his shoulder and I nearly fell backward, but he didn’t stop, swirling and sucking while I tried to balance one-handed and grip his hair with the other.His midday stubble was like sandpaper against the soft slickness of my inner labia, almost irritating enough to distract me from the work his mouth was doing.
