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He reaches for one of my breasts, kneading it in his large hand before leaning forward to pull my nipple into his mouth. I feel it in my clit as he flicks it with his tongue.
"You are so fucking sexy," I tell him, his hands on my body acting like truth serum. I rest my head back, giving in to the sensations. "We've sat together in so many meetings, and I've imagined what it would be like to have you in my mouth."
Paul moans and pulls out a little. My eyes roll back at the sensation as I eek out desperate, throaty murmurs about how big and strong he is. He pants above me as he thrusts inside me again. "Oh, fuck!" I run my fingernails down his back as I try to ground myself in the moment.
"Was anyone else in the room?" Paul asks, bringing me back to my story.
"What? No." I shake my head, my cheeks heating as I add, "I didn't know you guys liked to share when I had the fantasy."
Paul's sexy grin brings me to the edge, and I cup his cheek as I look up at him. He nuzzles into my hand and kisses my palm.
"Part of sharing is that we each have individual time with you as well as group time," he says, snapping his hips forward.
I moan, digging my heels into his ass to spur him on. "Well, in my fantasy, you’re on a conference call, and I crawl under your desk. I make you come, but you can't make a sound."
"Oh, fuck," Paul breathes out. "We're doing that."
My laugh becomes a moan as Paul circles his hips, hitting my clit just right.
"You like this, beautiful?" He picks up the pace, thrusting in and out of me with controlled movements, building my release, slowly stoking me higher like a raging fire about to burn out of control.
"Yes, yes!" I cry out, muffling my moans against his chest so I don't wake up the guys.
"I want you to be mine. I want you to be ours. Skylar, I need to fuck you every day for the rest of my life." Paul stares at me with such intensity and longing in his gaze that I sob out the only thing I can think of.
"I love you!" I gasp as he thrusts into me with abandon, reaching between us to flick my clit. I come undone. "Oh, God. Yes, yes! Fuck," I practically wail as my core throbs around his thick cock, sending waves of bliss throughout my entire body.
Paul growls, pumping into me like he wants to join us together permanently. I kiss his neck and beg him to come inside me. Those seem to be the magic words.
"Oh, God. Oh, God, Skylar," Paul pants, then stills, his mouth open as his hot release fills me. He continues to thrust into me before falling onto my chest.
I hug him to me, stroking his hair. After a minute, he slides out of me and kisses my belly. Standing, he walks naked down the hall. I prop myself on my elbows to get a good look at his toned ass. I haven't gotten to see it all evening.
Paul comes back shortly with a warm, wet cloth and cleans me up. He lies next to me on the couch and pulls me into him.
"I'm the big spoon," he mumbles against my hair.
I bite my lip, realizing he heard what Mark said in the bedroom earlier.
In less than a minute, his breathing slows, and his body rests heavily against mine as he falls into a deeper sleep.
My mind races a mile a minute.
What if we tried this? I'll bet they'd help me change my ticket to another time, or maybe they'd be willing to come with me to Paris for a few days, and we can sort this out.
Am I crazy to think this could work?
Maybe I am. Maybe all their declarations are part of the role-play, but Paul sounded so sincere.
Don't fall in love and pee a lot.
Shit. I never texted Holly. My purse is still on the floor where I dropped it before Paul staked his claim, so I reach down and send her a quick text.
As I check my voicemail, my heart flutters with excitement.
I need to have a serious conversation with my three sexy former-bosses over breakfast. One that I hope ends with them dining on me instead.
Chapter ten
