When I looked back up at Sullivan, he had the most vulnerable look on his face, and it was hard to reconcile the man in front of me with the man that had spit on me, called me horrible names, and then had broken me in anally.I mean, Jesus Christ.
“You’ve impressed me for a long time now, Mitzi,” he said seriously.“I’ll do anything to make this thing between us work.”
Doing the most reckless thing that I’d ever done in my life since last Friday night, I asked, “How do you feel about sex while I’m on my period?”
His lips twitched in the sexiest smirk ever, and I really was toast.“Baby, I’ll eat your pussy while you’re on your period if you let me.”
While that would be unsanitary to say the least, it was also the right answer.“I’m not sure that we’re there yet, though that’s good to know.”
His green eyes narrowed a bit.“Since I’ve already had my tongue buried in your ass, I disagree.”
My face immediately turned red.
The jackass.
“Can we...uhm, how about we table this conversation for later?”
Sulivan grabbed my hips, then yanked me closer.“How about you give me a little taste to get me through the day?”
I could feel my eyes widen.“You want to have sex in ourworkplace?”
“Well, it’d be in my office,” he clarified.“I mean, I don’t have plans to spread your legs in the cafeteria during lunch or anything like that.”
“Sullivan, if we start having sex in your office, then people are really going to start to think that I’m just a corporate piece of ass,” I harrumphed.
“No, they won’t,” he argued.“They’ll think that I can’t keep my hands off my fiancé, and they’ll be right about that.”
Because it was apparent that I was weak when it came to this man, I said, “I’m still a bit sore.”
“Then let me kiss it and make it all better,” he replied wolfishly.
Ignoring that, I said, “You know, we’re going to have to have some pretty serious conversations soon, and that includes discussions about where we’ll live, if we’re going to have children, and how I want nothing to do with your bank accounts.”
Sullivan leaned up against his desk, taking me with him.As he wrapped his arms around my waist, he said, “We’ll go shopping for a new house together, I’ll give you as many children as you want, or none at all, it’ll totally be your call, and as for my bank accounts, that’s not how it works, baby.”
“We’ll talk about that some more later,” I murmured, and the man just laughed.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” he chuckled.“However, I’m willing to discuss a lifestyle that you’re most comfortable with.”
After a few seconds of silence, I finally decided to jump on Sullivan’s crazy train, on the condition that he let me drive.“Okay, I’m in.”
“Thank-”
“On one condition,” I quickly added, interrupting his premature celebration.
He immediately scowled.“What condition?”
“If this engagement eventually does lead to marriage, I get to decide when,” I told him.“You do not get to decide when the time is right for me.”
He gave me a solemn nod.“Okay, that’s fair.”
“And I have one more.”
“Okay,” he drawled out, though there was a small smile playing sweetly on his lips.
“You’re the one who’s going to have to explain this mess to my parents,” I informed him.“I am not getting yelled at because you went off half-cocked.”
“Okay, I can do that,” he easily agreed.“Anything else?”
