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“Jenson,” she moans quietly as my lips move to her neck. I feel her body quiver and I bite at her pulse point, sucking lightly. She clumsily thumbs at my trouser button and I step back, shucking the rest of my clothes off, wanting to be skin to skin with her.
The straps of her top fall down her shoulders as I lift her. Mel wraps her legs around my hips and we move out to the bedroom, the warm night air billowing in from the balcony. I lay her back on the bed and pull her shorts off quickly, the silk like butter in my hands.
“I need you.” The words spill out of her and only make me harder. She sits up and pulls her top off, reaching for me as I crawl over her body.
We get lost in kissing again, our bodies melding together, our skin heated. Mel’s legs part and let me in. I settle between them, my shaft rubbing against her soaked center, the anticipation only heightening the buzz I can feel in every nerve.
“I fucking missed you,” I murmur against her mouth. Years and years of the truth are welling up now. There’s no point in hiding from her; she knows me too well.
Her arms wrap around my shoulders and draw me closer, until I can’t tell where I end and she begins. We’re both breathing hard as she lets her knees fall to each side, opening herself up to me, tilting her hips so that we fit together perfectly.
I groan as my cock slips into her wet heat. My forehead drops against hers and I just stay there for a moment, soaking her in—the scent of her, the feel of her, the way her pussy tightens in little flutters around me.
I pull my hips back and snap them forward without warning. The little gasp she lets out makes my cock throb. Wrapping an arm around her thigh and pulling it in close, I keep fucking her, slow and steady, angling myself so that the friction is just right.
Electricity shoots from my toes to the back of my neck. I lean my head back, already feeling sweat beading on my chest. It’s not hot out tonight, but the effort of holding back is almost too much. Stars are already breaking at the edge of my vision.
“Jenson,” Mel whimpers, her hands running over my chest and squeezing my hips. She guides me in, wanting more, desperately lifting her hips so my pubic bone hits her clit over and over. She’s lost in a delicious spell of pleasure, her body shivering under mine as I keep slamming into her over and over at a maddeningly slow pace.
I can’t keep holding back and feel my body start to stiffen. Staring into her eyes, I grit out mindlessly, “Don’t youeverthink you can leave me again. You’re mine.”
Mel wails, body shaking as she comes, pussy clenched around my cock. I can’t hold back any longer and white bursts across my vision. My back arches as I keep pounding into her over and over, losing myself in the sensation of her body, her sounds, her scent.
When it’s over, I drape her body over mine. Mel’s breathing slowly evens. One arm is tucked into her side, the other thrown over my chest. Exhaustion is already seeping in when what I said earlier comes back like a boomerang.You’re mine.
But she doesn’t pull away or disappear again. Instead, I wait, completely still and terrified—until she falls into an easy sleep, her arm still wrapped around me.
Chapter17
Melanie
Giselle’s lips are pursed as she reads through the last few lines of the final document on the desk in front of her. I’m worried she can hear the humming of my anxiety as it permeates the air, but Jenson is cool indifference in the chair next to me.
“Everything here looks good,” she says, glancing from Jenson to me. “You two should be set. I’m sure you understand the boundaries of PDA and what can be construed as sexual harassment on company grounds.” She snorts delicately before muttering, “As if we don’t have enough of that to go around.”
Relief washes over me, although I’m not sure why I was worried. Maybe because Jenson and I are still lying, and I’m still worried about being called out.
Only…are we?
I sneak a look at him, unsure. He’s so effortlessly handsome in a casual suit, hair mussed, chiseled jaw. Good Lord, I can’t believe I walked away from this man all those years ago.
More like, got dragged away from him…
It doesn’t matter anymore, though. Somehow, we’ve been drawn back together. Partly by fate, maybe, but we have a hand in it, too. If it weren’t for Jenson’s deal, I’d probably be hiding away in the marketing department, avoiding any run-ins with my past.
“We have a meeting about that later today, correct?” Jenson asks.
Giselle nods. “Kelly put it on both our schedules, I think. Though you haven’t been to your office yet.” She looks intrigued, sending another glance my way, her perfectly manicured brows drawing in as if to say,No one ever keeps Jenson Sharpe away from his office…who are you?
It’s almost 9 a.m., after all. But we both needed time to get home and recuperate from the retreat.
It was odd to be back in my apartment, all alone, after sharing a suite with Jenson for two weeks. Odd not to listen to the shower running and know he was in it; odd to fall asleep without the knowledge that he was only inches away.
Jenson and Giselle chat a bit more, catching up on open positions and the possibility of sending a recruiting officer out to MIT next month. I find myself sinking comfortably into the background, contemplating what projects might need to be tackled now that we’re back and how my team did without me.
“Ready?”
I startle, looking up at Jenson, who’s already standing.
