Heavy eyes lift to mine as she sits up, takes hold of my cock, and executes a deadly stroke down the shaft. My torso folds, the sensation of her warm palm surrounding my flesh overwhelming. ‘Fuck, Ava,’ I choke out, resting my hands on her shoulders, my chin dropped to my chest. ‘I’m sure I could chase the moon and catch it when you’re touching me.’ I’m pretty sure I could do anything. I’m invincible, indestructible. Yet I’m so utterly vulnerable, too.
She lowers back down to the desk and arches, her breathing shallow, her face damp and flushed. The sight is out of this world, the sounds magic. ‘Fuck me,’ she demands, impatient and eager. ‘Please, fuck me.’
‘Watch your mouth, Ava,’ I warn, taking her behind the knees and yanking her forward. ‘I have every intention of fucking you, wife. Hard. Fast.’
The wonderful heat of her pussy is pulling me in like a magnet. The burning need in me intensifies. ‘Oh, Jesus, baby.’ I bend and kiss each nipple in turn before standing and ramming forward unforgivingly, panting like a motherfucker as she screams through the shock. It’s always as good as the first time.
Her hands fly up over her head to cling onto the side of the desk. ‘Oh God!’
I grit my teeth, withdrawing and driving forward. Hard.
‘Jesse!’
‘You like that, lady?’
‘Harder,’ she demands, her eyes wild. ‘Remind me.’
‘Of what?’
‘Anything.’ She flexes her hips, egging me on. ‘Show me who has the power.’
My smile is wide and satisfied as I watch her waiting for me to do as she’s ordered. But I won’t. Not until she says those three magic words. I abruptly stop and hold still, buried deep in her warmth, waiting. ‘Say it,’ I breathe, dropping my torso to hers and kissing the side of her mouth. ‘Give me what I want and I’ll give you want you want.’
Her face turns into mine, catching my lips sweetly. ‘I love you,’ she mumbles around our rolling tongues. ‘So much.’
I smile against her lips and slowly push myself back up. ‘Hold on, baby.’
Her entire body goes rigid, bracing herself for it. I don’t hold back. Never will. I smash into her with brutal force over and over, spiking constant screams of ecstasy. It’s like music to my ears. But I want to see how much she wants me, so I withdraw and place my palms on her knees, pushing her legs back, completely exposing her glistening pussy. She’s throbbing. ‘Fucking beautiful,’ I whisper in awe. I slowly re-enter her, dropping my head back and finding my pace, driving forward, plunging deep, rolling hard. ‘Come on, baby,’ I breathe, starting to sweat. ‘Find it.’
More yells. More panting. My senses are in chaos. The blood that charges into my cock nearly knocks me to my knees, my grip of Ava’s legs increasing as I thrust on. The signs of her impending orgasm are all there: wide, bright eyes and her fingers clawing into the wood. She’s going, and one look down at her amazing breasts has me going with her. My torso tenses and convulses, a shock wave of pleasure chasing through my body. It’s powerful. So fucking powerful. I come hard, shaking like a fucking leaf while Ava moans through her release, my fingers flexing on her knees. Good. Fucking. Lord.
‘Shit,’ she breathes, going lax, her head falling to the side, her eyes closing. ‘Fucking hell, Jesse.’
I release her knees and collapse onto her, making sure I remain tucked inside her, relishing in the consistent pulls of her walls around my surging dick. ‘Watch,’ I pant. ‘Your.’ Kissing her sweaty cheek, I relax all of my weight atop of her. ‘Mouth.’
‘You’re good.’
‘I know.’
‘You’re a pighead.’
‘I know.’
‘I love you.’
I snuggle into her neck and sigh. ‘I know.’
Her arms come around my back and hug me tightly to her. I’m home. Contentment flourishes within me. ‘I need to go pick the kids up from school.’
‘Hmmm . . .’ I’m unable to muster any more strength to talk, let alone move. And then there’s a knock at door, and I grumble, lazily pushing myself up from her desk. ‘Same time tomorrow?’
She grins as she wriggles off the desk and starts putting herself back together, my pout growing with every piece of her skin that she’s slowly covering. ‘Coming,’ she calls to the door, slipping her dress over her head.
I tuck myself into my shorts and sit on the couch across the room. ‘You already came.’
She rolls her eyes at my cheeky grin and rushes to the door, having a quick faff with her hair before taking the handle. She’s wasting her time. Her cheeks are glowing, her whole being looking freshly fucked. She swings the door open, and I know immediately who’s on the other side when I see my wife’s shoulders rise and tense.
‘Cherry,’ Ava says flatly, turning on her heel and making her way back to her desk. She flashes me a look on her way, one that confirms what I already know. She doesn’t like Cherry.
According to my wife, the woman has the hots for me. I don’t know why this is news to Ava. Every woman has the hots for me. ‘I’m just going to get the twins.’ Ava sweeps up her bag and throws it onto her shoulder. ‘What’s up?’
Cherry struts into the office and places a file on Ava’s desk. Her blonde hair is twisted tightly into a bun high on her head, and her white shirt has a few too many buttons open, in my opinion. I’m not purposely looking. You just can’t help but notice.
‘The membership reports you asked for.’
‘Perfect. I’ll look at them tomorrow.’ Ava makes her way to the door, casting her eyes over to me where I’m sprawled on the couch. ‘Walk me out.’ It’s not a question.
I grin. My wife’s feeling all possessive. Getting up from the couch, I fetch my T-shirt from Ava’s desk and throw it on as I stride to the door. I don’t miss Cherry’s admiring stare as I pull the shirt down my torso, and neither does my wife.
‘Let’s go.’ I collect Ava and get us on our way before her claws come out.
‘She fancies you,’ she grumbles, wrapping an arm around my waist. ‘If she wasn’t so good at her job and I didn’t need her so much, she’d be gone.’
I laugh. ‘She’s not done anything wrong.’
‘Yeah, she has. She looks at you.’
I tug my wife more firmly into my side. ‘You can’t trample staff for looking at me.’
‘What would you do if a male employee looked at me like that?’
Heat. It’s instant in my veins, and it’s not the satisfying kind. My growl is automatic, and she laughs, breaking away from me when we make it to the bottom of the stairs in the reception area.
‘I don’t think so, lady.’ I yank her back and crowd her with my arms. ‘Don’t say shit that will make me crazy mad.’ I slam my lips on hers and devour her for a few mind-spinning moments. ‘See you at home.’ I bite her lip and pull away, smiling as I back up at her obvious daze. She’s forgotten where she was heading. ‘Go pick up the kids,’ I remind her.
She shakes herself back to life and glances around the reception space. No one’s paying any attention. They all know how we operate. This isn’t just our normal any more, it’s our staff’s normal. Has to be if they want to keep their jobs.
Off my wife goes, and I start counting down the minutes until I can go home and see my babies.
Chapter 2
As I ride my Ducati up the long driveway of our little manor, peace settles over me. Ava’s car is in its usual place, the boot open. Coming to a stop next to her Mini, I pull off my helmet and scan the filthy vehicle. The black paintwork looks dusty, dull, and old. ‘You don’t see dust on white,’ I mutter to myself. ‘And you can get more shopping bags into a Range Rover.’
I may have forced the biggest, sturdiest vehicle on her one time, but she finally talked me around and got her faithful Mini back.
Ava appears at the front door, her steps faltering when she spots me by my bike. Holding her dark chocolate gaze, I rest my arse on the seat and my helmet on my lap, crossing my legs at the ankles. Well, isn’t this the best welcome home a man could ask for? I take my time to admire her. She still looks freshly fucked. ‘My lady,’ I say, my tone automatically gravelly.
She brushes her hair over her shoulder. ‘My lord.’