She smiled.
I pulled a set of keys out of my pocket and slowed as we reached the door. This was an office for the executive-level staff of Worthington Enterprises when meetings needed to be conducted here. Since none of those would be happening tonight, we were safe.
“Do you know why I won’t let them see your body?” The moment I had her through the door, I flipped on the light, twisted the lock behind us, and pressed her back against it.
“Why?”
“Because it’s mine.” An admission that shocked me a little as it came out of my mouth—a mouth that went straight to hers to confirm what I’d just said.
I grasped her waist, unhooking the button of her jeans, lowering her zipper, along with her panties, letting it all fall to her ankles. Without my lips ever leaving hers, she slipped off her shoes and stepped out of her pants, and I lifted her into the air, holding her against the door.
It took a little maneuvering, shifting angles and weight, but I was able to unhook my belt, button, and zipper, gaining enough room to slide out my dick.
But my wallet was now around my goddamn ankles, the condom I needed inside.
“Fuck, I have to set you down.” I lowered her down the door. “Hang on a second.”
“What’s wrong?”
“The condom is at my feet.”
She pulled herself up to her original position by holding on to my neck. “You don’t need one, Gavin. I have an IUD. I’m protected. But if you want to wear one, that’s fine.”
I went still for a second. “You’re sure?”
“That I won’t be getting pregnant? Yes. That you don’t need to wear one? Also yes.”
“You sound like me.”
“That was my intention.” She tightened her grip, smiling. “I understand if it’s your preference. I’m good with whatever you decide—just know that if it was up to me, you wouldn’t wear one.”
My forehead went against hers.
The idea of feeling her pussy without latex was making me throb even harder. “What are you doing to me?”
“Making things easier.” She pulled back to scan my eyes. “Are you inside your head right now?”
The last time I didn’t wear a condom, my son was conceived.
But I wasn’t going to bring up that situation or speak about another woman in this moment.
So I said, “I ... don’t know.”
“It certainly can’t be that you don’t trust me, considering I ran out of your house and into the elevator with only a bra on so your son wouldn’t see me. If that doesn’t show you how I feel about your boundaries, I don’t know what does.”
I exhaled. “Baby, I trust you, it has nothing to do with that. I just need to make sure Ben doesn’t get a brother or sister any time soon. In the future, yes, but not now. That’s where my head is at—no other place. I want this.”
“You have nothing to worry about.”
I nodded. “All right.”
“You just called me yours.” She bit my lower lip. “Take what’s yours, Gavin.”
My tip was already aligned with her pussy, and I arched my hips forward, breaking through her wetness. “Mine,” I moaned.
Her hands moved to my cheeks, fingers spread across my scruff. “Now make me fucking scream.”
The hottest words that had ever come out of her mouth.
