Kiss my Boss (Plot Twist, I'm Pregnant 1) - Page 23

My clothes stuck to me from the sweat, and when I looked down and saw how I marked her, I wanted to gather my come on my fingers and shove them into that winking hole that only one man had ever felt before.

A voice in the back of my head said I’d be the last to feel her and that gave me pleasure that my orgasm didn’t—it sated me. I was never sated after sex.

Thick streams of my come dripped from her. Both of us shook, trying to catch our breaths and calm our racing hearts. Fuck, I’d never had an experience like that before.

“Get off me,” she said, ripping her wrists from my hand that still locked her arms above her head. Lucy pushed against me, and her legs dropped from my waist, my come inching down her thighs. Her chin wobbled, and her eyes swam with unshed tears. “Don’t ever touch me again.” Her shoulder rammed into me as she searched for her panties, but I had them in my pocket. She’d never get them back. “This will never happen again. Ever.” And when she glared at me, her shoulders back, and resolve stoning her face, I knew she was serious.

But lust this intense could never be ignored for too long. It always exploded.

We were two sticks of fused dynamite waiting to go off. The final boom would be dangerous, that much I knew. And damn it, I knew it would be our hearts that were involved no matter how much we tried to keep them out of it

.

Neither of us wanted love, for different reasons.

The pull was too strong to deny though.

We’d go off eventually.

I just hoped neither of us were beyond repair when it happened.

Chapter Nine

Lucy

I did well ignoring Godrick for the next five days. I was his assistant, but most of everything could be done over email. I never went into his office. I never got close to him again; I knew better. I learned from last time. His moods were unpredictable. The man I met on Tuesday was kind and approachable, still in control, but he made me comfortable.

The man that gave me the best orgasm of my life in his office was dominating, controlling, and a little scary. The intensity when he was sexually aroused was almost more than I could handle. I had to go home after our little snafu because he had torn my underwear off, and his come had been sticking to me like glue, drying against my thighs. I cried, but it wasn’t because I felt ashamed or used, I actually felt neither of those things.

I cried because it was the best sexual experience of my life and one that I could never relive unless it was in my dreams.

“Lucy?” My brother’s voice brought me out of the thoughts that seemed to play over and over again like an obsessive thought.

I was so damn glad it was the weekend. I didn’t have to worry about seeing Godrick until Monday. “Yeah, Logan?” I glanced up from the tv show I pretended to watch.

“I got called into work. I’ll see you later, okay?”

“On the weekend? That isn’t normal, right?” I pulled the wool blanket against my chest, burying into the softness that smelled of lavender and cotton.

He shook his head and turned his baseball cap backwards. He looked so tired. Logan had worked sixty hours this week already and now the weekend? I wondered if Godrick was doing this on purpose, making my brother work harder than the others to make me feel guilty. “No, it isn’t, but the building we are working on is one of the largest Stoneridge has ever built. We have to be there to get the foundation going, once that is done, the framework won’t be—”

I held up my hand to stop him from continuing with his construction terminology. “Say no more because I won’t understand anything after the word foundation.”

He chuckled. “It isn’t hard, I promise.”

“Not yet,” Maria said from behind Logan, her fingers wrapping around his shoulders. I only saw her pointed nails that reminded me of stiletto heels, painted black. They were always black.

Logan straightened his back, and I watched his eyes flutter shut from her touch. He enjoyed it. “Maria,” he greeted, the natural tone in his voice deeper.

“You’ve gotten more muscle. Must be from all that hard work, Logan. You look good.”

Her flirting made my stomach turn. He was my brother. Someone lusting after him in front of me made me want to gag.

Logan reached up and grabbed her hand, stroking his thumb over the small knuckles and tugged it free. “Speaking of working hard, I need to go.”

“Think of me,” she clutched her hand to her chest and looked up at him with dreamy eyes that were full of hearts again.

Logan gave her the signature smirk that made most girls melt into a puddle. He flashed his handsome smile and dimples on his cheek and shot her a wink. “Maybe.”

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