I stared deep into her troubled eyes. “Our happiness is born out of whatever we say it is. I was a piece of shit, but not anymore. You were something else back then, and now you’re not. It’s behind us. You have a lot on your plate. Take it easy on yourself.”
“I want that happiness. I do.”
I ran my hands up her side, the sheer white tank doing little to hide the heat coursing through her veins. “You’re getting it.”
“I don’t want you to fire Marta.”
“I’m not. I can’t.”
“I know. She risked it all for me,” Lynx whispered.
“For us,” I said, correcting her.
“For us.” She leaned forward, resting her forehead on mine as she mumbled, “Love you.”
I squeezed her tight, and her warmth lined up with my hardness. I shifted but ... damn, I wanted to be inside her.
Her lips found mine and laid a constellation of soft kisses everywhere. She tracked her way down my jaw and over my chest, moving further, sliding off my shorts.
“I haven’t showered,” I choked out.
“Don’t care. You’re all salty, all man, all mine.” She gripped me, wrapping her hand around my girth, sliding it up and down with just the right amount of pressure.
My only thought was,Lynx is made for me.
She brought both legs over to one side and knelt over me, bringing her mouth to my tip, her tongue fluttering out and teasing me.
“Take me, all of me,” I said, my voice hoarse and needy.
And she did. Lynx took all of me, her hand remaining steady on the base, her pinky finger tracing my balls. I could have blown right there, but I was a strong believer inladies first. I let her lave and suck me a while longer, closing my eyes and enjoying each ripple of sensation that made its way up and down my spine.
When I was close, I pulled her up and kissed her mouth, using one hand to push down her shorts, and found her ready for me. My fingers explored freely, eliciting moans from her until she exploded on my hand. Swallowing her moans, I turned her back to the bed, grabbed protection with one hand, and guided myself inside her.
Neither of us made it anywhere on time that day.
