Page 18 of The Benefits of Love (As I Am 2)

CHAPTER SIX

Zach

Laura and her fucking lip balm and smooth, luscious lips…fuck.

When Ireturned from what was supposed to be awork-free, stress-free, relaxing lunch, Ifelt awhole range of emotions, none of which happened to be soothing.

Turned on, sexually frustrated, pissed off at myself, and on the edge of seeing her later tonight—all of these swamped me as Ireturned to the office.

Ikept replaying in my head her gorgeous figure strutting up to me. Even after she arranged her low-cut beige dress, the tops of her breasts showed. Luscious mounds that felt soft beneath my hands, when Icould get my hands on them. And Icraved it intensely.

And the motherfucking lip balm.

Once again, Ientertained the thought of kicking myself in the balls, if it was even possible. Not seeing her for two weeks? Agorgeous, funny woman? Mind-blowing sex and no strings attached? And Iignored all of that for two whole weeks?

Idiot.

Work took precedence over everything, but when Isaw her today it reminded me there were more things in life than work. Even if for one night.

That reminder and the image of Laura swiveled around in my head, interfering with everything Idid.

It infiltrated my thoughts while Italked to aclient over the phone. Ispaced out as the vision of Laura’sass surfaced unannounced, and hadn’theard him when he called my name more than once, sounding upset until Ianswered his question.

Iwrote and rewrote five drafts of an easy enough legal brief after making every spelling mistake possible. Every mistake that pointed to my sexed-up state of mind, likeentitsinstead ofentity, anddickswhen Ishould’ve writtendeals.

Besides the mistakes, Inever in my life saw myself as aperson who’dget hard from reading the most mundane contractual terms like legally-binding.

Two weeks without her boiled up into this one insane day, meddling with my daily work and concentration. Instead of finding it bothersome, Iloved it. By aquarter to eleven Ishut the computer down with asurprising force and didn’twaste aminute as Icarried myself to the elevators, and off to Laura’s.

Irapped on her door twice when Iarrived at her place, infinitely more confident than the last time I’dbeen here and unbearably hard.

The buildup from today made it impossible to be anything other than that.

Having the fantasy I’dconjured in my head throughout this long-ass day manifest itself in the form of Laura in front of me made it impossible to think. Not when she wore awhite silk top and matching lace panties.

Instead of thinking then, Iacted. The door was ajar when Iplaced my palm flat on it from the outside, knocking it wide open. With the other hand Igrabbed the back of Laura’sneck, cradling it roughly, and pushed us both against the wall, kicking the door shut with my heel.

My eyes breathed fire, my pulse raced, and every hair on my body stood when Ifinally had her in my arms. Laura moved right along with me as Iplaced apalm beneath her butt. Ihoisted her higher and she wrapped her legs around me, gasping when she felt my erection. Ihad her locked between my body and the wall, and with her heels digging into my ass, it was as if even that wasn’tenough.

“You really shouldn’tbe walking like that around the house with the curtains open,” Igrowled against her jaw as Ilicked and kissed it intermittently.

She gripped the short hair at my nape, and replied around needy rasps, “Maybe Iwanted someone to see me.”

“I’mseeing you, all right.” Ismirked. “Take off your shirt, Iwant to see more before Ifuck you.”

For all Iknew at the moment, the bedroom happened to be in another country. Too freaking far.

Idetached her from the wall, giving her just enough space to tug off the fabric that separated me from her breasts. Her hardened nipples protruded through the silk, but Ihad arelentless hunger to see them bare.

Pinning her back to the sturdy wall, Ilowered my head to take one of them in my mouth, sucking it gently then blowing hot air on the aroused area. Her head flung up, neck strained, tits pushed further into my face. Ifelt her heat through my pants, and Ipressed even closer to her.

My biceps flexed as Imaintained my grip on her with one arm, skimming the top of her waistband with my fingertips, then my entire hand, the lace grazing my knuckles.

We looked at each other, her gaze impatient and hungry, while Ienjoyed the slow tease.

“Did Ikeep you waiting for too long?” Igroaned, just as my fingers were met with her slick opening. Istroked her up to her clit, causing her fingers to sink into my shoulders, her hips rolling into me.

“Get. Naked.” She probably meant it to sound more demanding, but the words came out choked as she gasped for air.

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