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My hand was so big compared to her pussy that I barely had room to move my fingers beneath her clothes, but I knew if I shoved them down her legs, I’d be inside her before I could suck in another lungful of air. Touching her while she was half asleep was bad enough. She wouldn’t remember this the next day, and if she did, she would assume it was nothing more than a dream.
Our first time would be something she remembered. Something she begged for while she was completely conscious.
Clenching my eyes closed to fight the need to roll her onto her back and rip off her clothes, I dipped two fingers into her already clenching center. She was so fucking tight, but she pushed into my hand, trying to take more. “Burns,” she garbled, her head turning to look at me over her shoulder. “Feels so good.”
“Easy, zhizn moya,” I soothed, going a little deeper, loving the bliss that spread over her beautiful face. “Don’t rush. Let me get you there.”
“I want you,” she whispered. “Can we—”
“Shh.” I couldn’t let her finish the question. Whatever she wanted, I would give her. All she ever had to do was ask, and I would lay it at her feet. But not this. “Not yet. Not like this.”
Her chin trembled. “Please. Just the tip. I need you.”
I pressed my thumb a little harder on her clit, hoping to distract her. Fuck. Telling her no wasn’t something I ever wanted to do.
“I bet if I were Professor Lynch, you wouldn’t turn me down,” she muttered.
It took me several seconds to understand what she meant, who she was talking about, and why she sounded so angry…and hurt.
My little wildfire was jealous. I couldn’t even fully recall the other woman’s face. She wasn’t significant enough to matter. I’d spoken to her a handful of times because she’d approached me. We were supposed colleagues, and to maintain my cover, I had to be cordial at the very least.
But if I’d thought Abi was upset about me speaking to the woman, I never would have even blinked at her.
“Do you want me to kill her to show you she means nothing to me?” I offered, adding a third finger to her tight hole.
She moaned louder, her head pressed back against me as she panted my name. More of her honey drenched my fingers. “Don’t joke.”
“Never, wildfire,” I murmured, kissing up her neck to her ear. “I only want you. You are all I think about, day and night. Tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it.”
“I want the tip.” She arched her back, her ass rubbing over my length.
“Abi.” It came out half warning, half plea.
“You don’t want me.” I could feel her starting to shut down even as I registered the sadness in her voice.
“Don’t say things like that,” I pleaded, my heart thrashing against my ribs. She couldn’t think such nonsense. She couldn’t be hurt or sad. I wouldn’t allow any of that bullshit. “You know it’s not true. You fucking know, zhizn moya.”
She lifted her chin, her sleep-glazed eyes challenging me. “Prove it.”
“Brat,” I snarled, pushing her sleep pants and panties over her hips. Tearing at my slacks, I freed myself from the restriction of my clothes. Without stopping to think of the consequences, needing to show her how wrong she was, I thrust into her from behind.
Somehow, I still held on to some shred of decency and only gave her a few inches. But I was bigger, thicker than the three fingers I’d been teasing her with. She inhaled sharply at the stretching invasion.
Stars flashed in front of my eyes from the unexpected crash of my release. She was so goddamn wet and tight, I couldn’t stop it. Ropes of come shot out of me, filling her up with hot, sticky semen.
“You feel good inside me,” she purred, rocking her hips back and forth, taking me a little deeper.
I grasped her waist, my fingers biting into her flesh, holding her still. “That’s all I can give you, wildfire,” I gritted out. “We are already playing a dangerous game. Do you want me to get you pregnant?”
She gasped, her hips moving faster. That voice that was now my constant companion was demanding I roll her over and give her every throbbing inch of my cock. But I pushed him down, blocking him out as she clawed at the bed in front of her. “If it means I get to keep you, then yes.”
I shuddered as another wave of pleasure exploded inside me. Even if it was unconsciously, she wanted to keep me. For no other reason than she liked me. Maybe even loved me.
Fuck maybe. I would make her love me.
“You want my baby?” I growled, playing with her clit. I wouldn’t go deeper. I wouldn’t pop that sweet cherry. Not this time. But I didn’t need to do that to plant my seed inside her.
Her pussy clamped down, her head already bobbing. “Please, Vaughn.”
