"I want you to make me come," I whimpered, my head back, my ass arched up to him. "Faster, I need it faster."
Mace pulled me up on my knees. My arms felt like marshmallows, and I rested on my forearms as he finally started to pound into me. My hips rolled against him, and he held me up while he fucked me. I whimpered in time to his thrusts then cursed him when he stopped.
"I want to see your face when you come," he whispered and flipped me over.
Then he was back inside me. His cock rubbed against my clit every time he thrust into me. I wrapped my legs around him and tangled my nails in his hair as he fucked me. My nipples rubbing against his hard, muscular chest felt every bit as good as I imagined.
My legs tightened as he brought me close to the edge. His thrusts sped up, sending me over a chocolate waterfall of pleasure. He came right after me, kissing me hard.
Mace moved his head down to nuzzle my breasts. "I guess there are certain types of candy I do enjoy after all."
I made some noncommittal noise. In the fading haze of pleasure, my mind spun in the dark. I had just slept with my boss. It wasn't a cute candy innuendo. We had fucked, in his house. And he didn't know the truth about why I was working for him or in Harrogate.
Would Mace feel like I had duped and lied to him when he found out? Was I just like my mother? Worse? Was I like Anke?
40
Mace
Josie was cuddled against me when I woke up the next morning. It was as perfect as I had imagined. I kissed her awake.
"This is so much better than the tiny house," she said sleepily.
"Your tiny house is very tiny," I said, kissing the nipple that peeked above the edge of the sheet.
"And you haven't even been in the loft," she said, smiling, her eyes still closed.
"I don't think I would even fit," I replied, my hand caressing the curves of her body under the sheet. "It would be very cozy."
I dropped feathery kisses up from her breast to her neck then to her mouth.
"I thought you would be done by now," she murmured against me.
"I'll never have enough of you," I whispered. "You're more addicting than candy."
"Yes," she said as my hand slipped under the sheet to stroke her. "But what kind of candy?"
My phone vibrated, and I ignored it. I had more important things to do. I was kissing down to that more important thing when I heard people running up and down the hall, calling my name.
Josie sat straight up, almost banging into my nose. "You better go; it might be an emergency!"
"This early?" I said, pushing her back down. "One of the kids probably just forgot they had a project due."
My phone rang again. Josie grabbed it and handed it to me.
"We have a problem." Garrett's voice was urgent. "Payslee is at the gate. She says she wants Henry. And she has a lawyer with her."
When I walked outside, I could hear Payslee yelling. The driveway was a straight shot from the front door down to the gate lined with trees. I could make out Payslee's silhouette against the front gate.
"Should we let her in?" Adrian asked. He was standing on the stairs next to Remy, who was holding a large ax.
"Absolutely not," I said. "I know she's your mom, Adrian, but she's acting like a lunatic. Call the police. Where are all the kids?"
"Hunter said just to pay her off," Garrett said, holding up his phone. "He said there's cash in the safe."
"I'm done with Hunter," I growled. "This is insane."
Josie walked out while Adrian called the police.
