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“Fine,” he hisses and grabs the band of my scrubs. The elastic catches on my hips as he drags down the fabric. “I want you too much to argue about it.”

As I try and kick them off, they catch on my shoes. “Shit.” I grab his shirt to keep from falling.

“This is stupid romantic, right?”

“Absolutely.” I grin at him and experience the first wave of compete happiness I’ve experienced in twelve years. Being with him is right. It’s where I’ve always belonged.

When his fingers slip between the folds of my sex, I groan and grind against his palm. “So, fucking good.”

“Not nearly good enough, but by now, we’re down to twelve minutes. Turn around and spread your legs.”

A surge of adrenaline flashes through me at his words. My nipples strain against the lace fabric of my bra, but there isn’t time for him to worship every inch of my body.

I place my hands on the cool wooden surface and spread my legs with my ass sticking out, begging for his attention.

His rough hands cup my hips and drag me closer to him. The loud zip of his jeans opening, causes my mouth to water and my entire body shakes in anticipation. We might not be at a five-star resort, but my aching core doesn’t give a fuck.

“Your ass is so hot. You make my cock ache.” His fingers plunge into my pussy, and a moan escapes my lips. “That’s it, baby. If anyone is on the other side of the door, let’s give them something to talk about.”

“Shit,” I whisper. This is not a good idea. His fingers leave my center, and I hear a loud smack.

“Delicious. I love the taste of your pussy.”

Oh, my God. I convulse at his dirty talk. Despite my actions, I’m a good girl, and I can’t afford to be fired. Maybe –

The head of his cock pierces my lips and stabs into my core. “Oh, God,” I moan and slam my ass against his pelvis. Who the fuck cares? I can find another job. There’s zero chance I’m walking out of this room without him being satisfied.

I need to ground myself. My fingers claw at the surface, but it doesn’t do any good. With each thrust of his powerful hips, I lunge forward.

He grasps my neck and holds my head near his mouth. “Your pussy is so sweet. I’ve missed fucking your tight hole.” The gravel in his voice causes goosebumps to scatter down my back.

His filthy mouth ignites a spark inside me. That was never a part of our relationship before, and it’s exhilarating. My mouth drops open, and with each plunge into my depths, I groan, “God.” I’ve never been so filled. His cock stretches every inch of my sex and pounds against my sensitive core.

It’s too much, but it’s not enough. Shit. How much time do we have? Damn it, he was right. It isn’t enough time.

His hand moves from my neck and slides down my body; until he wraps his arm around my waist like a steel beam. He flicks, massages, and strokes his index finger over my swollen clit.

“Oh, God.” I hold my breath and ride the wave of his simultaneous movements. I’m no longer able to think or care what’s happening. I’m desperate for the release only he can provide.

“Yes, baby. Squeeze my cock. It feels like you’re sucking me off.”

“Fuck. I’m coming.” Lights fill my vision, and I convulse around his hard, slamming cock as an intense orgasm rips through me.

“God, yes.” He groans, and his hips stiffen as he shudders behind me.

Once he stops moving, I hear his neck pop, and he steps back. “So, fucking hot.”

Shit. As I turn, my face flames. It feels twenty degrees hotter than the rest of my body. Am I no better than my father said?

“Don’t.” He grabs my chin between his thumb and index finger. “You are perfect. This is not cheap or disgusting. No matter what crazy or dirty things we do with each other in the future, it’s because we love each other. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I whisper, and tears fill my eyes. Not from embarrassment or humiliation but because I love him so much. And he’s beyond the capabilities of imagination. “I love you.”

“That’s better.” He grins and then kisses my lips. “Go to the bathroom and clean up.”

“There’s one right here.” I point to a door in the back of the room.

“You clean up here, and I’ll head to the public bathroom. I can’t afford to see you touching yourself and not start all over again.” He winks and tucks his cock back into his jeans.


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