Her grin grew. “Then it’s a good thing you threw away that cane. Are you planning on undressing?”
“No, beautiful. I’m going to pull out my cock and take you on my desk.”
“Dressed?” Her blue eyes were wide as saucers.
I nodded.
Her breathing deepened. “That’s so hot.”
Unbuckling my blue jeans, I unzipped the fly and pushed my silk boxers down. My hardened cock sprang from its prison. I stepped between her knees, a starving man with my meal in sight. Within my chest, my heart thundered in double time as I twisted my fingers in her hair and tipped her head back. My lips ravaged hers before slipping lower to the sensitive skin behind her ear, down her slender neck, and to her collarbone. Holding on tight, she pulled herself against me, her breasts flattening against my chest.
“Remember the dining room?” I asked.
“Yes.” Her one word was labored.
I loosened my grip of her hair, allowing her to lean back. “Watch us. Watch as my cock slides into your perfect pussy.” I lined myself up. I hadn’t checked, but as soon as I made contact, I knew that Julia’s response was accurate. She was slick and ready for me.
We both looked down as inch by inch she sheathed me. Angry veins came to life on my penis as the skin stretched. I longed to plunge inside, but the visual was too amazing to rush as with each inch, Julia’s body stretched to accommodate me.
Small whimpers filled the air, and her fingers gripped the edge of the desk as I pushed in.
Fucking heaven and hell.
“Fuck,” I growled. “You’re so tight.”
Her hands came to my shoulders as her heels came to my ass.
The show was over. Her body was flush with mine.
In and out.
It felt fucking amazing. Slow and steady, I thrust as Julia hung tight to my neck. The overwhelming urge hit me fast. My speed quickened as I reached between us, swirling her clit.
Julia stifled a scream, burying her face in my shoulder as I joined her in ecstasy. The aftereffects lingered as she trembled in my grasp, and I fought for air. Finally, she looked up, her blue meeting my green. “That was—”
“Fast,” I said with a laugh. “You felt too fucking good.”
“I was going to sayamazing. I did feel good.” She tilted her head. “I’ve missed this.”
“I might need some practice to last longer.”
Pink filled her cheeks. “I hear that practice makes perfect.”
I dropped my forehead to hers. “I love you. I really do. Please don’t question that.”
“I love you too, Van. Do you want to know why I came to see you?”
Taking a step back and slowly disconnecting our union, I reached for some tissue. With a grin, I handed it to Julia and said, “It wasn’t to get fucked?”
“No, but I’m not complaining.” She hopped from the desk to the floor. “Have you seen my panties?”
Reaching for her chin, I turned her gaze to mine. “That was the line that got me.”
“What line?”
“In the cabin, that first time.” I stared into her kaleidoscope of blue. “I knew I didn’t deserve you. I knew you should regret what we’d done, what you’d given me, and what I’d taken. And instead of any of that, you agreed to walk away with no last names. I knew at that moment that I couldn’t let you go. I was the worst possible man for you, but I was hopelessly enthralled. I set my sights on finding you. When I opened the folder and read the name of the person applying to write my memoir, I knew life had given me another chance, and I was certain I’d fuck it up.”
“You haven’t.”