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My grip is tight on the desk as arousal surges straight to my core. I’m ravenous for his touch and it escapes in my voice. “I’ve been waiting for this all week.”

Damp lips leave a trail of sucks and nips across my collarbone as his free hand unbuttons my blouse.

“I’m rock hard, Emma, and I haven’t even touched you yet. That’s how much I want you.”

The pressure of his fingers reaches my wet folds and a low groan escapes his lips and vibrates across my sensitive skin. “Always so ready for me.” The feathered touch of his lips sweep across mine, heightening the desire scorching between my legs. “Tell me how much you want me, Emma. I want to hear you say it.”

My head tilts back as my breast is pulled from my bra and my nipple sucked into his mouth. His tongue is a wicked device, drawing the words from my lips.

“I don’t just want you, Grayson. I need you.”

Skilled fingers plunge repeatedly, forcing my desire towards its peak. The caress of his mouth pulls my nipple between his lips before he withdraws, my arousal at a desperate state.

“Turn around, Princess. Put your hands on the desk and don’t let go.”

My body moves on its own volition—a puppet to his sensually promising words.

The moment my hands take hold of my desk his lips suck along my neck while his hands raise my skirt to my hips. I glance over my shoulder, pleased to get a glimpse of his steel erection. His hand wraps around it and with one hand on my hip, he thrusts into me.

Holding me by the waist, he slides me forward and back, working me over him. Greedy for the feel of him filling me, I move harder against him. Gripping my hair in his fist, he arches my back, tightens his hold and slams into me, tearing the moans from my lips.

A deep guttural moan breaks from him between the sound of my gratified cries. “You feel…so damn good.”

“So do you.”

Our eager bodies, longing for what we each desire, are relentless in our connection. Pushing and pulling, writhing over his cock, my moans flow together as my orgasm reaches a boiling point.

“Grayson,” I sputter his name as my walls clench around him and I tremble through my orgasm.

One hard thrust fills me entirely as his cock swells and pumps into me. His grip loosens as his heated body leans over mine.

“I missed this, Emma. I missed this tight, little pussy of yours.”

Licking his tongue along the shell of my ear prolongs the euphoric sensation pumping through me.

I move my hand into the one he has resting on the desk. His thumb grazes across my skin in unison with his tender kisses to my cheek, neck, and shoulder.

“I missed you so much this week,” I admit.

I can feel him smile against my ear. “Stay with me this weekend?”

“The whole weekend?” I’m as surprised as I am excited.

“Yes, Emma. The whole weekend. Will you stay with me?”

“Yes.”

He pulls out and I instantly miss the feel of him inside me.

I turn to face him and he raises my chin to kiss me. “Let’s get cleaned up, Princess, so I can wine and dine my pretty girl.”

Never in my life have such simple words made me feel so cherished. I wiggle my skirt down and then kiss him with all the passion held inside me.

As he directs his vehicle down Martin Street I quickly become aware of his destination. Aqua is in my sights and moments later he steers to the entrance. His hand grazes my bare knee. “This choice for dinner okay?”

I appreciate him asking because the thought of him spending that much on me again rattles my nerves.

“We could go somewhere less expensive unless you’re set on eating here.”

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