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He dragged his mouth to her other breast as his hands went to work on the buttons remaining on her dress. Soon it was on the floor behind her, his hands roaming over her smooth-as-silk skin to a pair of scant panties.

Correction: thong.

He slipped his thumb around the tiny piece of material and skimmed along her bare bottom. Her fingers pushed and pulled through his hair, her breath sucking through her teeth as one magic word exited her lips.

“Yes.”

“Yes to what?” His lips left her breast to snake down her torso, then he drew a line with his tongue along the waistband of her panties.

“Yes to you. Yes to right now.” She kicked off her shoes. She put one knee on his chair, then the other. When she was straddling him, she sank slowly onto his lap as he held on to her plush body. “Yes to this.”

She ground against his hard-on, and he bit down on his lip. Pure pleasure saturated his bloodstream. His hold on her tightened as she slipped over his cock, mimicking what they could be doing naked if she gave him the chance.

“What say you?” she asked, a naughty smile playing on her full mouth.

He stopped her, holding her over his erection as he reached for the lap drawer on his desk.

Her lips curved when she saw the scissors.

“In case of emergency.” He lifted the string of her thong and snipped. “This is an emergency.”

She bent to kiss him as he discarded her ruined thong and rummaged with one hand in the drawer again. It was in there somewhere—aha. She pulled her lips away from his when he dropped a condom on the desk. He shut the drawer with a slam.

“Do you always keep condoms in your office?”

“No.” He’d put the condom in there Saturday night. He’d come in here to work, frustrated about how the evening had ended, and emptied his pockets into the lap drawer. He didn’t want to explain. He just wanted to feel human. Wanted to feel her. Wanted to feel something other than pain and guilt and frustration.

She lifted his T-shirt and he undid his belt. By the time they were both fumbling with his zipper, he lost his concentration and kissed the breasts hovering in front of his face again. Isa tasted of heaven, her cinnamon-spice fragrance abrading his brain. Her light brown skin glimmered like gold in the firelight from the hearth behind him, a trick of the light that infused her hair with bands of copper.

“Been a while.” She shook the condom packet in her hand.

“For me or for you?” He snatched it away and tore open the gold foil, working the latex over his length as quickly and carefully as he could.

“Me, definitely,” she said. “You, probably.”

“Maybe I’ve been waiting.” Sheathed, he turned his attention back to the gorgeous woman hovering over his cock.

“For?”

“You.” On the word, he slipped the tip along her smooth folds. “What were you waiting for?”

Had she been waiting for a prince charming, or any man who didn’t treat her as a ticket to a free ride to her parents’ company? Did she need sex or closeness or both?

She leaned close and licked her lips, hovering over him but never fully seating herself. “You,” she breathed.

She sank down and he gripped her hips, breaching her entrance as both of them let out a long, satisfied sigh. Isa licked her full lips, scrunching her eyes closed. He brushed a few stray strands of her hair aside that had wrestled from her ponytail.

“Sable. Are you okay?”

Those whiskey eyes opened, focused on him, pupils dilated. A grin spread her lush mouth and she tilted her hips, taking him in until there wasn’t any more of him to take.

“I’m better than okay, Eli.” She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to move, her rhythmic motions syncing with his clumsier ones. With one shoe off, he had no leverage on his right side. His foot slipped on the floor.

“Fuck.”

“Hey.” Warm hands closed over his face as she rerouted his gaze to hers, knocking every frustrated thought from his brain. “We’ve got this.”

Holding his cheeks with her palms, her dark eyes locked on his, she slid off his cock and then lowered slowly, impaling herself again. Lost in her eyes and the truncated breaths they shared, Eli’s mind blanked.


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