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This is what makes sense between us.
Arguing about different viewpoints and the way we’ve screwed each other over.
We know how to do this better than we know how to do anything else.
I clear my throat, shifting as he pushes my skirt higher before sliding my thong down my legs. His fingers slide through my slick folds, tingles of electricity sparking everywhere he touches.
Grayson sighs. “You know, you really should stop trying to shove me out of this deal. Dad wants me in it. He’s the one who decided that we should work together.”
“If you want to work together, then maybe you should actually start working with me instead of turning down my ideas.”
His thumb presses into my clit. “I don’t turn down your ideas.”
“You do. Honestly, I’m beginning to think it’s your favorite activity.”
He presses one finger into me, massaging my inner walls. “You would be wrong about what my favorite thing to do is, especially when you’re soaking wet for me.”
“Don’t change the subject.” My head tilts back as I moan, his finger thrusting deeper into me, his thumb butting against my clit with every thrust.
“I’m not. You thought that I was going to undermine you.”
“Because that’s what you do.” I rock my hips as he adds a second finger, stretching me wider. “If you think your idea is better, you don’t hear me out. You just sit there and try to think up ways you can twist the narrative in your favor.”
Grayson blows a warm breath against my skin before his tongue slides over my clit.
He flicks his tongue in time with his thrusting fingers, driving deeper until my legs start to shake.
I bite back a moan. “You blame me for all your shortcomings, but have you ever thought about the fact that your jealousy is what prevents you from doing a good job?”
My thighs press tighter together as I come, arousal coating my inner thighs as his fingers move harder and faster, drawing out the orgasm until I can’t feel my legs anymore.
Grayson pulls back, his face a blank mask. “Turn around and bend over.”
I do as he says, needing to feel him stretching me.
Rough hands slide up my thighs, yanking my skirt up around my waist.
One of his hands sinks into my hair. The sound of a zipper sliding down fills the room before his cock slides against my slick folds, teasing me more with each pass.
I angle my hips, trying to take him when he starts to tease me again. “I need you. Please.”
“Funny, you don’t seem to think you need me at any other point in your life.” He pulls my hair. Forcing me to arch back.
The edge of the desk bites into my hips as he inches into me. My soft moan fills the room as I try to push back.
He grabs my hip with his other hand, fingers pressing deep into my skin as he slams into me with a hard thrust.
My hands splay on the desk as he slams me into it over and over again.
His cock stretches me, pressing deeper.
When he pulls harder on my hair, I let out a small whimper, but more wetness pools between my legs.
This is the sex I’ve been missing for the last few years.
He lets go of my hair, his hand clamping around my mouth. His chest presses against my back as he leans over me. “If you keep making that much noise, someone is going to hear you.”
I moan into his hand, rocking my hips back into his thrusts.
