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“I should…!” he started, only to groan as he pressed into her heat. “Damn, Raven!” he hissed, pulling her in closer. Slowly, he filled her up and she almost laughed with relief at feeling him within her. He was so large and so thick, she wanted to shiver with relief. But then he started doing that thing with his finger again, only one finger this time, because he was also thrusting into her, and she couldn’t even hold her head up. Every thrust came with a slide of his thumb against her nub and she was nearly incoherent with the pleasure every thrust brought her. It was too much, and not enough, and she wiggled, grabbing his hips and silently demanding that he thrust faster and harder.
“Come for me again, Raven,” he muttered, changing the angle of his thrusts as he continued with that sliding thumb and all she could do was cry out as pleasure overwhelmed her and she nearly fell backwards. It was only his strong arms wrapped around her back that held her in place. Moments later, she felt his shaft thicken and she almost climaxed again. But then she felt him shudder and…Raven laughed! A tear eased out from under her lashes as she continued laughing.
She could feel his warm breath caress her neck and the aftershocks from his body. It all felt so…perfect. This man who was so imperfect for her felt perfect like this.
When he lifted his head, Raven almost told him to put it back. His face against her neck was the perfect ending to one of the most glorious moments of her life. She wanted to laugh and cry. She wanted to pull his head back to hers so that she could kiss him and start the whole process over again.
“How did you learn to…?”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “A scientist never gives up his formula.”
She wanted to laugh at that, but his words…they reminded her that he’d been with other women. For some irrational reason, that hurt. She didn’t like thinking about Tim Armstrong, her Tim, her Doc, being with other women! It sent an ache deep down inside of her, in a place she hadn’t known existed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, stroking her back without withdrawing from her body.
That was something, right? The fact that he wanted to maintain this intimate contact with her meant something significant, didn’t it?
Probably not, she told herself. It most likely meant that he was just a guy and enjoyed the pleasure of a female body. Any female body.
His phone ringing warned her that the world was about to intrude on this lovely moment.
She patted his shoulders and he slowly pulled out of her, then grabbed several tissues, handing some to her…and they both froze.
“I didn’t–” he started.
Raven gasped as the realization of what he “didn’t” do struck her. “Use a condom!” she finished. For a moment, both of them stared at each other. But the ringing phone was a intrusion into their stunned moment.
“Right,” she replied, pushing off of his desk. She ignored the tissues he’d been about to hand her, grabbing a handful herself. She turned her back to him, cleaning herself up and looking around for her panties. They were on the floor. Torn into shreds.
“Sorry about that,” he said, reading her mind as he bent to pick them up.
“I don’t think they are salvageable,” she told him. But when he started to toss them into the trash, she grabbed them. “Not there,” she hissed and wiggled until her skirt was back in place. Then she grabbed her tote bag and shoved the panties into the bottom. “I don’t want anyone else to know what happened in here.”
That’s when she saw the files. The files of other women. Women that she’d been hired to find for Tim! One of these women might be his future wife!
She grabbed the files and turned, shoving them at him. “Here. We were…um…!” Shaking her head, Raven turned, quickly grabbing her bag and clutching it to her stomach, using it as a shield against Tim’s potent masculinity. Even now, remembering that she was not the match for him, remembering that she represented everything that he didn’t want in a woman. Remembering that he didn’t believe in love, and that was her whole life, finding love matches for other people.
Other people and not herself, she thought miserably.
“I have to go,” she told him as she backed up, still staring into his eyes. Was that confusion in those blue depths? Impossible! Tim Armstrong was never confused! His world revolved around logic and science, provable hypotheses.
Raven knew that she would never fit into the logical mold of the perfect woman Tim had built in his head.
When he started to open his mouth to say something, she turned on her heel and hurried out of his office, nearly running in her effort to get away.
At the elevator, she pressed the button, but waiting for the elevator to arrive…no. She turned and noticed the stairwell. They were fifteen floors up, but she didn’t care. Pushing through the door, she started running down the stairs.
Her feet ached by the time she reached the parking garage, but that didn’t stop her from racing across the cement floor and flinging herself into her car. Starting the engine, she only took a moment to wipe her tears away before she drove away.
Tim stared at the door, wondering what the hell had just happened. He’d just made love to Raven and it had been better than…everything! She was so soft and passionate, sighing and begging for his touch. No woman had ever responded to him like she had. No one had ever touched his soul like she had!
Why had she run away? Looking down, he noticed several blue file folders in his hands. More candidates? Raven had literally shoved women into his hands only moments after she’d climaxed in his arms?
And he knew that she’d enjoyed herself! He’d seen the way she’d responded! He’d seen the way she’d climaxed, felt her inner muscles clench around his shaft. There was no way she’d faked that climax.
So, why the hell had she run away? Why hadn’t she stayed and talked to him? And why had she shoved women at him?
Tossing the files onto his desk, Tim shoved his hands into his pockets, straightened his glasses, and walked over to the window. Was that her sedan speeding down the street? Or was it some other random boring car driving away from him? He didn’t know and he honestly wasn’t sure what to do next. He wanted to call her, to ask her to come back to him so they could figure out what had just happened. They needed to talk.
