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I went faster, swinging into her with everything in me while she took everything I had to offer till my body couldn’t physically move and I collapsed into a ball of exhaustion.

I don’t know how long passed before I was able to pull back and take a good look at her.

Her hair stayed in place but her face looked flushed and very freshly fucked. Her lipstick was smeared from biting into my shoulders and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.

I kissed them away, feeling her tremble against me. “So beautiful.”

She moved against me, drawing my attention to her exposed boobs. My cock stirred and her eyes widened.

I chuckled. “Relax.”

When I pulled back, a few drops of cum escaped her pussy, dropping to the floor.

I gathered the little drippings off, pushing them back into her.

I wanted her walking around the office with the feeling of my cum inside her with every move.

“Greedy much?”

My eyes stayed glued to her pussy as I gathered any escaping cum into her. “You don’t know half of it.”

Chapter Fourteen

Genevieve

“What should I wear?” I looked at Anna, who was staring at my open wardrobe.

I had been so focused on work outfits I had completely forgotten to get anything for going out.

She walked past me like she knew something I didn’t, reaching into my wardrobe to pull out a dress I had long forgotten.

“When I say take the outfit, you take the outfit.”

I stared at the red bandage dress I had fought tooth and nail against purchasing at the mall and the person holding it with brand-new gratitude. “What would I do without you?”

She tossed the dress at me. “Fall into despair?”

I grabbed the dress and hurried into the bathroom.

A huge part of the reason I’d taken this house amidst other beautiful options was the ensuite bathrooms. Nothing felt better than having your own little sanctuary.

“So, will SSB be present at the party or what?" Anna’s voice called from my room.

I rolled my eyes at her refusal to stop using the title. “No. He’s currently on a trip, and even if he was, I doubt he’d be the type to attend a meet-and-greet with the staff.”

“So you haven’t seen him since he fucked your brains out in the office, then?”

Barely one week since my encounter with Kazimir and I was already beginning to regret saying a word to her. She brought it up every single day.

“He’s on a work trip,” I replied, and before she could get the chance to say how I should’ve gone with him as an assistant, I quickly added, “And I’m grateful for the space.”

“Hmmm. So you don’t walk around the place with a thrill in your bones and flashbacks?”

I popped my head out the door to find her laying out a pair of pumps. “I told you I only focus on work while in the office.”

“Yeah. Your sermon about separating work from pleasure and earning your place.” She looked at me. “Remind me how that turned out again?”

I groaned, returning to finish up my business in the bathroom.