I shake my head. “No. It’s nothing.”
“Amelia,” he says as I shiver at the sound of my name. “Tell me.”
I purse my lips, not sure how to play this. I can’t let him know how jealous I am; he would think I was crazy. Maybe I can frame it in terms of my job; that feels safer.
I glance up at him, swallowing around the lump in my throat.
“There are rumors about you being back with your ex. I was surprised, that’s all. If we need to start using protection again, I’d rather know about it.”
He steps away from me, and I go cold all over as he spears me with a hard stare. For a horrible moment, I think he’s going to fire me on the spot for being a needy, pathetic idiot.
“Look at me, Amelia.” I do, chewing on my lip. “There is no way in hell I would do that to you. One, Sterling House would have my ass, but more importantly, there’s inherent trust in you letting me get rid of the condoms. I will never jeopardize that. I take it extremely seriously. Other men might not. But I do.”
My shoulders relax, and I feel my body melt against the desk. “Okay, I’m sorry. If you change your mind, it’s completely?—”
“I haven’t changed my mind,” he says, coming back toward me and putting his hands gently on my hips. “Abso-fucking-lutely not.” His cock nudges against me. “Mm, what guy on earth would pass you up. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
I meet his gaze, and there’s something in the depths of it that I can’t decipher, almost a glimmer of surprise before it’s gone.
I groan as he pushes his hand down my stomach and beneath my skirt.
“Now, where were we?” he murmurs in my ear. “Now that we’ve got that little hiccup out of the way, I’d really like to feel how wet this plug has made you before I use all that lubrication to slide my cock so far into you I have to gag you so no one hears you scream.”
I shudder as he finds the end of the plug through my panties and moves it from side to side.
“Do you like how it feels?” he asks. I nod, widening my legs. “Because I don’t think I’ve been this hard in a long time. I like seeing you jealous.”
I open my eyes, leaning further back on the desk, wondering if he’s being serious.
“I wasn’t jealous,” I say as he pulls my panties down. “I was—fuck.”
He pulls the plug out without any warning. Then, dropping it on his desk, he unzips his fly, shoves my legs apart, and pushes his cock into me in one long thrust as his palm clamps over my mouth.
I scream into it, I can’t help it, the shocking, intense pleasure after the plug sends me into the stratosphere.
“You were saying?” he asks as he lies me down over the desk.
I can’t speak, and all I hear is a deep rumbling chuckle as he begins to fuck me so thoroughly, I can barely breathe from the pleasure.
Chapter 32
Amelia
I’m languid and relaxed after we’re done and slowly put myself back together as Crawford does the same.
I fix my skirt as his cell begins to vibrate on the desk. I’m running my fingers through my hair as he answers it.
“Hey Amber,” he says, and his tone is businesslike. “How are you doing?”
I walk over to the other side of the room so as not to eavesdrop. I spend a few minutes making sure I look presentable, examining every inch of my outfit.
I button up my jacket and turn back to him just as he drops his phone on his desk, looking pissed.
“Amber can’t make it tonight, family emergency apparently. Shit.” He sits down, running his fingers through his thick salt-and-pepper hair. I hover, unsure whether he wants me to leave or not.
He starts scrolling through his contacts, and my heart begins to thud as I imagine him calling Megan up and asking her to go with him just to save face.
“There’s no one else I can ask who isn’t a complete bore,” he says, his frown deepening with every swipe of his thumb. “Thelast woman I took to one of these things talked nonstop and made me look like an idiot.”
