I absorb every whimper and mewl, drinking in her glorious release as she cries out my name and collapses onto the back of the couch.Her ass slides back, coming to rest on my chest.
She’s all I can smell, taste, and see.
Striking, undone, and mine.
Frantic for more, I bolt upright and swiftly position her under me.She squeals, eyes widening, and before she can utter a word, I plunge inside her and stars dance behind my closed eyelids.Fuck, yes.
This is what I’d yearned for during those agonizing hours and miles away from her.I pound into her, our hands entwined above her head, and we’re fixed on each other.And when she moans and clenches around me, again screaming my name, I spill into her knowing this won’t be enough.I’ll have to have her again before the lunch hour is done.
Skin stretched and tight with drying sweat and salt, our bodies lie tangled on the floor.Her chin is on top of her hands, on my chest, and I can’t remember the last time sex was like this for me.I’ve had good sex, even amazing sex, but never has it left me shaken.Not like this.Our first time and every time since has been fucking fantastic and I haven’t felt like myself.It has been different.
I had chalked it up to the newness of us.To how different Paige was from the women I’d been with before.Everything about Paige is different.Yet this time was mind-blowing and deeper.Sex with Paige is a game changer.
“You should go away more often.”Her smile is naughty and bright, her braid a tangled mess, and her mascara a smudge.Beautiful wide-eyed girl.
“Next time I’m taking you with me to keep my hunger in check.”
A hand strokes languidly from her neck to her butt and back again.She quivers and squirms.“Speaking of hunger,” she says, licking her swollen lips.
“Come, let me feed you.”
We sit up and I pick up our clothes, starting to dress.Now in her pantsuit, she lifts the front fabric, sliding one hand into the arm and about to cover her phenomenal tits when I lower my head to her pebbled nipples and lick, suck, and moan with one supple breast in my mouth.
My lips trail kisses up her chest and neck as I stand to full height and turn her back to me.
“You come off proper and stuffy, but I know differently.”She wears a wry grin, glancing over her shoulder at me.
I arch a brow.“How so?”
“You like it dirty.Filthy even.”
I chuckle and lightly kiss her bare shoulder before tying the strings at her neck into a knot.“I missed your smart mouth.”
25
Zach
“Stall them,” I say flatly.
Gary, my most loyal employee and global scout, sits across the desk, fingers steepled and worry lines blanketing his brow.
“Sir, I’ve been stalling for two weeks already.I’ll keep at it but no guarantees.If they have another interested buyer, it’ll get dicey.”
He is a real estate agent for Rothwell, traipsing all over the world looking at prospective properties for my first hotel.Back from St.Barts, he has good news, or at least promising news, about a property I had my eye on last year.
We missed out on the sale because of funds, and now it turns out it’s on the market again.Last year’s purchaser seems to have run into some financial problems and put it up for sale.
Lucky me.
Well, if I can get the funds together before it’s snapped up.It’s only a matter of time.
A short, quick knock at the door cuts through my thoughts and Karen peeks her head into the office.“Excuse me, Mr.Rothwell, Ms.Hayes is here.”
“Bring her in.”I have no qualms about Paige joining our conversation.
Normally, the woman I’m sleeping with wouldn’t be involved in my business affairs.But this is Paige.It’s different.She’s different.My reason for needing my trust fund is no secret and more importantly, I don’t want secrets between us.
“Hello.”I stand and walk around my desk to place a light kiss on her sweet mouth.
