Page 58 of Silver Fox's Secret Baby

I nodded in understanding. If I kept up with this, I’d be in the same situation I was five years ago. The difference was that I knew that this time. Knowing the end-game, I could prepare and protect myself.

“I know. I understand.”

He studied me for a long moment, as if he needed to see in my eyes that I understood. “I’m sorry it can’t be different.”

I was too but didn’t have a chance to say it because his lips took mine. It wasn’t the fiery inferno like before. No, this was slow and sweet, and it made my heart squeeze tight in my chest.

His hands pulled me closer until I was straddling his lap. His fingers brushed my skin under my blouse. "Your skin is so soft.” He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

I pressed my hands to his chest, feeling his heartbeat quickening. I unbuttoned his shirt, wanting to feel the hard planes and warmth. The room was filled with soft kisses and sighs as we undressed.

He turned us, laying me back on the couch as he took the last of my clothes from my body. I lay naked, vulnerable to him.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Samantha.” His hands slid down my body, stopping for a moment at my nipples where he pinched them before leaning over to suck them.

I arched into him as a shot of pleasure raced through my body.

“So fucking beautiful,” he repeated as he trailed kisses down my body. He opened my legs and settled his shoulders between them. His finger ran through my folds, and he brought it to his lips, his eyes piercing as they looked at me. “And so fucking delicious.” He sucked his finger into his mouth.

My pussy clenched in anticipation and I moaned.

He dipped his head between my legs. His tongue slid through my pussy, and I cried out as more pleasure built. My fingers threaded through his hair to keep him there. His mouth was magic on my pussy. My hips rocked as he used his tongue and teeth and lips to do the most delicious things to me.

“Oh, God...” My body was flushed with heat and tension. Power built from my core, promising an amazing release. "Please," I pleaded, my voice barely audible as I held his head tighter. I could hardly breathe. The anticipation built to a fevered pitch. His fingers slid inside me, finding that one perfect spot as his lips suckled my clit and my world came apart. My orgasm whipped through me. My entire body shuddered and shook from the intensity of it.

“God, you’re amazing.” He slid up my body, kissing me hard. “Tell me I can fuck you.” He lifted his head. “I have a condom.”

I nodded. The truth was, with or without a condom, I had to have Henry inside me. I didn’t want to think too much about what that meant or what I was willing to risk. All I knew was that I needed to be connected to this man in the most intimate way possible.

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Henry

Good Christ. I was on fire. In the back of my mind, I knew this was wrong. I was setting myself up for her regret again. Or worse, she wouldn’t regret it, and I’d end up hurting her again. But heaven help me, I couldn’t stop. Not when she kissed me. Not when she held my head to her sweet pussy so I could feast.

I was hard and needy, the desire to be inside Samantha overpowering any rational thought. I fumbled with my wallet, grabbing the condom I’d stored in there as I also worked to get my pants and boxer briefs off. The realization that I had one now, when I hadn't had one in my secret room, made it clear that I'd been lying to myself about trying to avoid touching Samantha.

I looked down on her, and my heart rolled in my chest. Her blonde hair lay thick and messy on the cushion of the couch. Her skin was rosy with a light sheen of perspiration. Her nipples were taut like they wanted sucking.

I rolled the condom on and then sat, pulling her until she straddled me. “I decided you should fuck me.”

Her hands rested on my shoulders. “If you insist.” She rubbed her pussy over my aching dick.

I grinned up at her. This was what I’d missed. Five years ago, sex with her had been fun and playful. “Take me, baby. Ride me hard.”

She sank down on me, and I hissed out a breath as pleasure rocked through me.

“Fuck... so good.” I leaned forward and sucked her nipple, her pussy clenching around me in response.

She rose and sank down again, and again. Like the last time, my orgasm quickly neared the edge. I did my best to hold it off, wanting to feel her come around me and take me over with her.

She picked up the pace, her passion wild and unrestrained and glorious to witness. Her nails dug into my shoulders, the sensation only heightening my pleasure.

“Yes... baby... yes... fuck me...”

“Oh, God... Henry!”

Hearing my name on her lips as passion consumed her did something to me. Yes, this was a physical act. It was supposed to just be a physical act. But emotion welled inside me. I’d fallen for her again. Or more actually, I’d never stopped loving her. That was what made this whole situation so tragic. But it was a tragedy of my own making. I could change it, right? I could take a chance that Victoria wouldn’t feel betrayed or that my board wouldn’t fire me for the scandal of fucking my intern-turned-employee.

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