I push everything onto a corner of the desk and bend her over. Her chest is against the now-cleared surface. I push her skirt up to expose all of her gorgeous ass. I kiss it, then scrape the edge of my teeth along the curves while running a finger along her still-quivering folds. She tenses, then whimpers, squirming against my mouth. She’s still on the edge, and the presence of Jack on the other side of the door isn’t going to stop her from climaxing. “Please, Nicholas.”
“Molly!” Jack shouts, like that’s going to make her give a damn.
“Go away, Jack! I’m busy!” Molly says.
I press a quick kiss on the tip of her ear. “Good girl.”
Ignoring Jack cursing from the other side of the door, I pull out my cock and quickly sheathe it with a condom. I drive into her, the motion raw and powerful. The old desk squeaks in protest. She presses a fist against her mouth to muffle a cry as she spams around me.
I can’t get enough of her. I can’t get enough of her losing herself in the pleasure I’m giving her.
I pound into her hard, savagely, over and over again so she comes apart in another climax. The desk screeches as it gets bumped across the cheap linoleum floor. Her pussy grips me greedily, and sweat beads along my spine and forehead. Heat pours through my veins. I drown in an orgasm as her vagina shudders around me.
To avoid crushing her, I brace my weight on my hands. I kiss the back of her neck. She reaches back and caresses my cheek.
“That was amazing,” she murmurs after a moment, in the quiet afterglow.
“And great cardio. Accelerated heart rate. Prolonged period.” I press another kiss on the delicate spot right below her ear. “You’re already a great girlfriend, and I can’t get enough of you. You have no idea how hard it is for me to resist the temptation to dissolve my company and spend my entire life eating your pussy and pounding into it.”
A flush creeps up her neck.
I take the hand that’s been caressing my cheek and kiss her empty ring finger. “I don’t know what suddenly motivated you to work out. If you want to be healthier, I’m all for it. But just know that I’ve always wanted you the way you are.” I kiss the finger again. One day, I’m going to put more than a kiss on it.
Molly shivers, then twists so she can look at me. “You knew the reason before I told you.” She’s quiet but also in awe, like she can’t believe I was that keenly aware of her needs.
“Yes.” I smile. “But if you’re still determined to get in shape, we can do a harder session tonight when you get home.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
Nicholas
I roll my shoulders after the rescheduled meeting the next day. The company’s not as bad as I feared, but it’s going to need some painful adjustments.
My phone buzzes. I look at it, wondering if it’s Molly. But nope, it’s Seb group-texting.
–Sebastian: Luce’s new assistant went overboard with the tart order, so I sent some to your offices, enough to feed yourselves and your people.
I raise my eyebrows. The new assistant must’ve screwed up the order by a factor of about a hundred for Sebastian to want to send them our way.
–Noah: Are these tarts the naughty Ted Lasker kind, or are they actual food?
–Sebastian: Food, you idiot. Nicholas, I sent you some blueberry ones since they’re your favorite.
–Me: Thanks, but I can’t eat blueberries anymore.
–Grant: What? Since when?
–Me: Since Molly is allergic.
–Griffin: Eating a blueberry won’t turn you into one.
–Me: I don’t want anything that could make her uncomfortable near me. I don’t know how severe her allergy is, and I’m not going to risk it.
–Noah: You’re a better man than me. I’d miss them like crazy.
–Me: I do miss them, but Molly is more important.
–Huxley: And people say true love is dead.
