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can’t miss one second.

      She whimpers, her own hand dropping between her legs, fingers pressing between her clenched thighs. ‘Reid...’

      I snatch my hand away before it’s too late. She’s too hot, too tempting and I want to come inside that tight haven that awaits me between her legs. I step close and she tears into the condom. When I’m covered I splay her back into the leather and kneel between her thighs, my mouth diving for one taut, straining nipple.

      She cries my name as I suck the peak with everything I have. She’s greedy, wrapping her legs around my waist, her hips lifting to grind her clit against my erection. I press her nipple to the back of my teeth and slide the head of my cock through her wet folds until she’s moaning and whimpering, her eyes desperately clinging as well as her hands.

      Releasing her nipple with drawn-out suction, I grip the base of my erection and line myself up with her drenched entrance. ‘I’m sorry it’s not a bed, but I need to be inside you now.’

      She nods, eyes almost frantic with want. ‘Yes... I don’t care. This is perfect.’

      My throat closes. She’s perfect.

      I angle the head of my cock inside her.

      She tenses and I freeze, braced just outside the gates of paradise.

      I grit my teeth. ‘Everything okay?’

      ‘Yes. It’s just...you’re...massive.’

      I kiss her, tempering my grin and finding her clit with my thumb to remind her this is about our pleasure. ‘Why, thanks.’

      She smiles, shifting something in my chest. ‘I kind of wish I’d known all this time—perhaps I’d have worked up the courage to jump you sooner.’

      My ego inflates, even as I chuckle at the picture she paints, and I rub her clit and tongue that nipple once more, rewarding her honesty with as much pleasure as I can. She gifts the end of my cock with another gush of heat. I gather every scrap of willpower I possess to hold still. ‘I’ll go slow. At first.’ I rub my thumb in a slow circle, loving the way she gasps and her pupils dilate as she looks up at me. ‘And I have the feeling you and I are going to slot together perfectly.’

      She nods, her trust pinching my ribs. Her hands find the cheeks of my arse and together we guide me home into her tight heat, our stares locked. We groan together, the wait worth it for the look of ecstasy on her face alone.

      ‘You okay?’ I pause, buried to the hilt, ensuring she’s with me, even as my need roars so loudly in my chest I’m surprised I’m not sporting a mane and a mouth full of canines. But my patience is a brittle thread.

      ‘Yes. This is better than I imagined.’ Her eyes are wide, her voice breathy, and my chest fills with pride and longing to make this a night she’ll never forget.

      ‘Tell me. I need to hear that pretty mouth say the words. It’s your fantasy after all.’ I trace her bottom lip and she darts out her tongue, laving the pad of my fingertip.

      ‘Fuck me, Reid. Don’t hold back.’

      ‘I can’t—I want you too badly.’ Her internal muscles squeeze me so I have to bite my tongue and recite in my head the one Shakespeare speech I learned at school to stave off the rush of pleasure. I dive once more for her nipple, alternating sucks and licks with plundering kisses, while I rock into her slowly at first, again and again. I brace myself on one arm, guiding her hand between our bodies. ‘Touch yourself.’

      Her fingers move on her clit and my free hand returns to her nipple, strumming in time with the frequency of her frantic breaths and choppy moans.

      Only when I feel her tighten on my cock do I let go, powering into her until she climaxes with a cry, her nails digging into my hip.

      ‘That’s what I wanted,’ I grit out, cupping her flushed face so her eyes stay on mine. ‘Stay with me.’

      She nods, bracing her arms on the sofa over her head so with every thrust she meets me head-on.

      ‘Blair...’ The fire builds. The sight of this beautiful, confident woman splayed under me, her skin flushed with her pleasure as she waits to witness mine, snapping the last thread of my control. I choke out the words. ‘I’m coming. For you.’ And then I follow her over, my face buried in her neck and flames racing down my spine.

       Fucking hell... We’ll be doing that again.

      When we surface, the sweat cooling, I take my weight off her underneath me and sit back on my heels. I pull her into a sitting position and reach for a throw from the back of the sofa to drape around her, while I take care of the condom with some tissues from a box on the desk. It gives me time to find my breath, to compose myself after that fantastic lay... Otherwise we might have to start again, from the top.

      When I return she’s still checking me out like the three orgasms I’ve given her today have done nothing but whet her appetite. I hold out my hand, feeling ten feet tall, and she stands.

      ‘Can you stay?’ I fuss with her hair, sliding my fingers through the tangles I’ve created, although just fucked suits her perfectly. ‘That was so good, I want a repeat, just to check I’m not dreaming.’

      She laughs. ‘I’m not complaining.’

      I grip her chin, holding her still so I can enjoy her kiss. ‘I should hope not. But we should make sure something that good is reproducible.’

      She lifts one delicate shoulder, the one that’s become exposed by the blanket slipping. ‘A scientific experiment—I like it. Okay, but only if you’re up to it, old man. I don’t want to be responsible for depriving the Faulkner Group of its CEO.’

      I grin, secretly delighted by her teasing. ‘Old man, she says.’ Then I swing her up into my arms and carry her, giggling, to my room as if I’ve dropped ten years.

      * * *

      It’s four a.m. by the time we’ve exhausted my condom stash. I slide my fingers through the silkiness of her hair and contemplate dragging my weary bones downstairs to retrieve her clutch bag, which, she tells me, has two more inside.

      It’s bad enough she’s as addictive as sex heroin, that fulfilling her fantasies has become my new favourite pastime. Where did she come from and how long can I juggle business and pleasure so I can keep her in my bed until I’ve quenched this fire roaring through my arid life?

      Her eyes are still closed where her head rests on my sweaty chest, but she smiles, as if she knows I’m watching her.

      ‘Those were some moves—I’ll be walking like a cowboy for the rest of the week,’ she says.

      I laugh. I’ve done that more in the last few hours than in the last month, too. ‘Glad I could oblige. Give an old man a second to catch his breath and I’ll run you a bath.’

      She scrapes her fingernails up and down the ladder of my abs, which clench every time she shifts, and rubs her soft labia over my thigh. My dick stirs. ‘Fuck, I think you’re actually going to kill me.’

      She laughs and kisses me. ‘You are pretty insatiable for a thirty-something.’

      I grin and kiss the top of her head. Verbal sparring with her is almost as good as the horizontal sparring we’ve spent the last four hours indulging in. I roll onto my side so we’re face-to-face, filling my hand with her gorgeous arse and tugging her hips close.

      She’s rumpled, so damned sexy and even more beautiful, if that’s possible. ‘There’s plenty more where that came from if you have more lewd fantasies.’

      She smiles, gives a half-laugh, but then she grows serious.

      ‘You must think I’m nuts.’ Her teeth trap her lip and I tease it free with the pad of my thumb.

      ‘Not at all—that you know what you want and chase it is almost as sexy as hearing all those filthy requests.’ I trace her

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