This time I laughed so hard, my shaking body shook his hands off. “You are definitely cracked in the head, Aiden Buchanan.”
He walked around and dropped to his knees, settling himself inside my now opened thighs. “Well, you married me after only knowing me for a few weeks,” he pointed out. “So, what does that makeyou?”
I ran my hands through his dark locks. “Not very bright, apparently.”
“Exactly,” he agreed. “If you were, you would have locked the door behind you when you came into my office.” His hands were already running up the top of my thighs. “How could you not now that I’d be burying my face in your pussy, baby. I mean, seriously, it’s like you haven’t been paying attention these past couple of years.”
My core clench the second the word ‘pussy’ left his lips. Aiden turned me on just as much as he did when he first shook my hand. “One day someone is going to walk in on us, and we’ll be ruined,” I argued at the same time I was spreading my legs wider for my husband.
His hot breath danced up my thighs. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he said in between nips and kisses. “If that’s how you’re going to be, then I’m going to remember I have a meeting in ten minutes.”
I leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes, and kept my mouth shut.
Aiden didn’t make his meeting.
The End.
