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Sex at Work: Come Back to Me / This Is What I Want / Psychic Sex. Cathleen Ross
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isbn 9781408900017
Автор произведения Cathleen Ross
Жанр Эротика, Секс
Издательство HarperCollins
“You always were a smart ass.”
He laughed, and I giggled along with him, breaking up some of the tension.
When our laughter subsided Mack spoke.
“I left town, knew I had to or I wouldn’t be able to resist saying to hell with it, and forcing you to come back around.”
“That wouldn’t have been so bad,” I murmured.
“No, it wouldn’t have,” he agreed huskily, before continuing. “I finished school and went on to graduate school for a degree in computer engineering. I started a small computer company and recently sold it.”
“I always knew you would be successful,” I said and meant it. “Why did you sell? Wasn’t it doing as well as you wanted?”
“Hmm, I think it was going all right, you might have heard of it, Amara technologies?” he asked and I felt him hold his breath.
Tears filled my eyes. I had not only heard of the firm, but had been receiving quarterly stockholders’ reports for the last five years, along with a hefty-sized check. The money had helped me finish school and buy my home. But that wasn’t the only reason for my tears.
“Amara…”
“Yeah, I named it after our baby,”
“Oh God, Mack!” I turned around in his lap and clutched at him, frantically, tears streaming down my face. “But, my grandmother said—”
“I didn’t want you to know it came from me, that it was my company. I told her to tell you she’d invested in a new company and had put shares in your name.”
That explained so much to me. Not only had he given me stock in the company, taken care of me all this time, but dear God, he’d taken care of my family as well.
“I miss you, us. I’ve never stopped loving you, Sheena, never. And I never will.”
His deep blue eyes seemed to darken and I felt my nipples rasp against his hard muscled chest. The soft head of his dew-covered shaft, brushed against my stomach.
“I missed you too, Mack. Baby, I’ve never stopped loving you. The pain of losing you was so much harder than the pain of us being together after we lost the baby. I realized that once I came out of the depression. I want you, Mack…I need you,” I whispered and wrapped my hand around his shaft as I bent my head to meet his kiss.
“Please, baby, don’t say that if you don’t mean it, please,” he pleaded against my lips, his hands roaming over my face, my neck and down my body, frantic.
“I do mean it. I’m not a little girl anymore. I know who I am, I know what I want. And I want my man back.” I slid my hand down and grasped his heavy balls in my fingers. I toyed with them before easing my hand around the base of his rod and with featherlike touches, stroked up the long hard length of him. “What about you, do you want me? For better or for worse?”
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