My heart swells, and all that fear that I had in me that he wouldn’t want this is gone. Instead, he looks happy.
“I was scared to tell you,” I admit. “I didn’t know if you’d want this.”
He looks at me like I’m insane. “I want everything with you. You never have to be scared to tell me anything.”
I didn’t know how badly I needed to hear those words from him.
Cal kisses me softly. “I think you’re going to be a great mom.”
“You’ll be a great dad,” I whisper back. “This baby is lucky to have you.”
The diamonds on my finger shine in the sunlight, and I lift my hand to his chest, the steady beat of his heart beneath my palm makes my throat tighten.
He kisses me gently at first, and then he deepens it with his mouth, not urgent, or rushed, just confident. Like he’s promising me something and I’m giving it to him.
He threads his fingers through my hair and picks me up and sets me on the boardroom table. I kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him to me, his hard body to mine, and moan a little.
“Silvie,” he murmurs my name, low and reverent like he’s choosing me again.
And for the first time in this building, I’m being chosen by the one who matters. He’s holding me instead of me being the one to hold everything together. And somehow, I know that everything is going to be just fine.
Cal and I walk hand in hand back to my office, and I close and lock the door. I turn to him and take my jacket off, and he grins.
“I’ve never had sex at work,” I admit. “But I can’t go another minute without you.”
He slides off his jacket and lays it over a chair. He unbuttons his shirt,slowly. “You have to be quiet.”
“I am quiet,” I bite out.
He tips his head as he takes off his shirt and I sigh at the sight of his tanned and tattooed chest.
I slide off my shirt and unbutton my pants, kicking those down. I’m standing before him in a soft pink lace bralette and lace panties.
“Oh, shit. That is what you were wearing under that suit?” he grits out.
“Yep.”
He grins and steps out of his boxers, letting them drop, coming toward me wearing nothing. He cups my face, kissing me urgently and hungrily. His hand dips to my panties and he groans into my mouth. “Fucking soaked baby.”
“I need you,” I plead.
“I need you more,” he says as he slides them down and pulls my bra off quickly. He cups my bottom to him and slowly enters me while my body trembles.
“Cal.”
“You have to be quiet, baby,” he whispers. “You can be loud as you want at home, but at the office, I’m in charge of fucking you good at your desk.”
I roll my head back and moan as he takes me hard and tension builds and builds until I moan, “Cal.”
His hand cups my chin. “Come for me, baby.”
I pant and moan as he goes harder, gripping me to him. “Come on...”
I let loose and let go, and he grips me harder, coming hard as he pants. “Good girl.”
“That’s so hot. I need you to do this more often.”
He chuckles. “I plan to.”
