Page 141 of Absolution

“We could probably have it after the Ellie gala. It will give us time to plan.”

“That’s a great idea.”

“Do you have a budget in mind for the gala? I don’t want to overdo it.”

I grimace. I don’t know anything about parties. “Hire an event planner. Have them come up with a proposal and let me know. I don’t want to break the bank, but I also don’t want to be cheap. The staff deserve something lavish.”

Maddie replies as Viktor enters the office. “Okay. I’ll scout around and get us the perfect price.”

She makes me smile.

“I bet you will. I have to go. Viktor just walked in. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I will certainly let you know when the checks need to be signed.” She waits for my laughter to die down before adding, “Don’t be a stranger. We miss you and your adorable children.”

“I’ll be back soon. Bye.” I notice Viktor smiling at me as I hang up. “What?”

“You should see what I’m seeing.”

“What is that?”

“How sexy you are and happy you look when you talk about your work.”

He leans in to kiss me, and I meet him halfway. “Is that so?”

“Very much.” He pushes my laptop to the side, then lifts me to sit on the desk. I don’t ask or say anything as he wraps my hair around his palm and yanks my head back. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” His voice drops a few decibels, waking my libido.

“I think you should show me,” I whisper, my voice a purr.

He kisses me. It is so intense it leaves me panting and wanting more. He tugs my head back a little further and kisses my neck. Every few seconds, he bites down.

A short time later, he lets go of my hair. His hands go straight for the hem of my shirt, which he pulls over my head. He then kisses me again. Once I’m breathless, his lips leave mine. They continue to my neck and down my sternum, stopping at my breasts.

He unclips my bra, and I help him take it off. The second I drop my bra to the floor, he sucks one of my breasts hard enough for me to know it will leave a mark, and I love it.

He alternates between both breasts, licking, sucking, and caressing. He stops and peers up at me. His eyes are pure fire. He moves what is left on my desk to make space for me before helping me lean back. Once my back is braced on my desk, his hands travel to the waistband of my jeans. In one move, my panties and jeans are off. Then he falls to his knees.

“Mrs. Manarch, always ready for me.”

His mouth covers my sex before I can respond. In a very short time, the office is filled with my moans. The more his tongue slides in and out, the louder my moans become. The louder I scream, the more precisely he licks me.

As he sucks my clit into his mouth, he inserts one finger, making me lose control. Before I know it, I’m screaming his name. He lifts his head, and I see the glistening of my arousal around his lips. When he kisses me, I can taste myself, and my need grows.

“You’re my goddess.” He swells my heart.

I sit up to help him out of his belt and pants, desperate to feel him inside me. Quicker than I can blink, he thrusts inside me. When he picks me up from the desk, I wrap my legs around his waist.

This is what we do best. We love each other as only we can. It’s just Viktor and me.

Viktor leads us to the couch and gently lowers me. No words or instructions are needed. I position myself to taste him and quench one of my many needs.

“Always ready,” he thrusts his hips upward, plunging into my mouth.

This is my heaven. My happily ever after.

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The day after the burial, I find myself in Anita’s kitchen, helping her finish cooking dinner. Even though she said she was fine, we didn’t want to leave her alone. She pretends to be strong, but you can see the sadness in her eyes.

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