Inside her, his cock stiffened.His strokes grew shorter, harder.
Unbelievably, she felt the first tendrils of another orgasm unfurl in her.
His gaze riveted her, and his voice was rough as he said, “Wait for me this time.”
She felt desperate, but she held back, fighting her own responses to give him what he demanded.“Yes, yes, yes,” she said as he changed position, placing his shoulders against the backs of her thighs so that he could keep her spread wide while he claimed her.
“You’re mine, Lara.”
“Sir, there was never any doubt.”
* * * *
Connor could not be more awed by the sight of Lara.
She opened her office door when he knocked, and she stood there, wearing the purple dress she’d bought that Saturday afternoon at the downtown boutique.
“Perfect choice,” he said as his pulse turned thready.
Just like the first time she’d walked into his office, she was a vision of classic beauty.The dress flowed over her body as if designed for her.He hadn’t remembered it being that exquisite.
In addition to the dress, she wore silk stockings and three-inch stilettoes.
He leaned forward and inhaled the barely perceptible trace of magnolia.“I’ve suddenly got another suggestion.”He lifted her hair to kiss the side of her neck.
“I’m betting it has something to do with skipping the wedding and going straight to the honeymoon.”
“Potentially.”
She moaned softly.“You…”
With his tongue, he circled her earlobe.
“Oh, Connor…”
“We can let Joshua know we’ll be late.The idea of doing you on your desk in your wedding dress has a certain appeal.”
“Then we’d have to reschedule the ceremony again, you’d show up to pick me up, and you’d get all turned on again,” she said.“See the problem?”
But her eyes were still closed, and he knew that if he caught the hem of her dress and pulled it up, she wouldn’t protest.
“Or we can get it over with and you can have me naked in less than two hours.”
“I’ve never been more tempted to speed up a clock,” he confessed.
Reluctantly, he released her.
He’d never spent this much time thinking about a woman.Then again, he’d never been with a woman who’d pierced his defenses and worked her way inside them.Her love, and the courage to confess it, had changed him.
She gathered her purse, and he picked up her bag.
“No cracks about it.”
“Wouldn’t dare.Besides, I’ve stepped up my weight training.”
She glared.
He appreciated the easy camaraderie.How had he thought his future would be better without it?
