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“I worry that you don’t think you can have love or kids, when you could. You’re a good person.” Then, worrying I was about to tread into the same territory that had led to our fight yesterday, I rushed on. “I didn’t consider that you are content with the way things are. It seemed like at one time you wanted more… but now, you don’t. It’s not my place to say different.”

“No, it’s not.” His eyes narrowed as they looked at me over his desk, making me shift side to side in discomfort. “You deserve more.”

“So do you.” I winced at my words. “If you wanted it.”

“As you said, I’m content with the way my life is. My only regret is not being able to tell you no.”

I swallowed the tears that threatened. For some reason, that hurt more than when he told me his wife satisfied him better than I did. “I don’t. I don’t regret any of it.”

“Really?” He seemed surprised by that. “After how I treated you? Not just yesterday but this whole time? It’s only sex, Leah.”

“I knew where you stood. I accepted that.”

“Did you?”

I inhaled a deep breath, knowing he knew I’d wanted more. But now I knew he wouldn’t ever allow that. “I know now.”

He nodded. “Then we’ve come to an understanding?” There was a subtle tone of disappointment in his voice that had me studying his face for meaning.

“If it’s what you want.”

“What do you want, Leah?”

I thought I saw desire and need in his eyes, but maybe my own desire was playing tricks on me. But since he asked, and so far, we’d been completely upfront with each other, I thought I’d tell him the truth.

“You said you didn’t want this.”

“I asked what you want.” His deep seductive voice sent a thrill through my body, making me wet.

“I want to be lovers. Your terms.”

Heat flashed in his eyes. “You deserve more than that.”

“You asked what I wanted, Sebastian. I want you, however I can have you. I know I’m not as good as your wife or probably other women you—”

“Shut up about that, Leah.” He stood, and it was then I noticed he had an erection tenting his expensive slacks. “The fact that I can’t say no to you should make it obvious that you’re just fine in the sack.”

I shrugged. “I don’t always know what to do.”

He laughed. “When it comes to you, I don’t always know what to do either.” He stepped closer to me and sniffed. “Are you wet, Leah?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Well then.” He dropped to his knees and pushed my dress up my thighs. “Pretty panties. Are they ours?”

“Yes.”

He hooked his fingers in the waistband and lowered them down my legs. “I still have the gift you left me.” He nuzzled my clipped bush with his nose. “I’ve used them to get off.”

The idea of him using my panties to masturbate send a new flood of heat and wetness to my pussy.

“You like it that I jerk off with your panties. You’re dripping, Leah.” His tongue licked at my pussy lips and my knees wobbled. “Do you touch yourself thinking of me?”

“Yes.” I gripped his head, trying to gain my bearings as he teased my clit with his nose and mouth.

“Do you come every time?”

“Yes.”

“What do you imagine me doing?” He turned me and lifted me on to the edge of his desk.

“Everything.”

He chuckled, and it reverberated through my pussy making me gasp. “I haven’t done everything… yet. Do you want everything?”

“Yes.” I widened by thighs. “Make me come, Sebastian. I’m dying to come.”

He chuckled again, but did as I asked. He dove into my pussy, working it with his tongue and lips until I was writhing and panting.

“Oh God, I’m going to come… more… yes…”

His lips clasped on to my clit and sucked, and my orgasm slammed into me hard.

“You taste so fucking good.” His tongue lapped at my pussy, prolonging the sweet ecstasy of my orgasm.

“I want you in me, Sebastian. Fuck me… I need to you to fuck me.” In that moment, I was lost to the sensation of him, but in the back of my head, I knew that by agreeing to just be lovers, I’d be hurt in the end. I wished I had the strength to quit him. I suppose it said something that he seemed powerless to quit me too. But the only place this situation was going to lead us was to pain. I had no doubt of that. And yet, even knowing that, I wanted him for as long as he’d have me.

Chapter 17

Sebastian

Her words sent red hot blood to my dick, which was already painfully hard. It had been hard from the moment she walked in wearing her pretty lavender dress and looking at me with vulnerable eyes across my desk. I’d been prepared to let her go once I apologized. But then she said she was willing to adhere to my terms, and my dick wouldn’t be denied even as I told myself I should still let her go.


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