didn’t know how to say no to what I wanted. I’d lived in a state of denial for so long it was second nature. And suddenly, I just…couldn’t.
“Sure,” I said. “Another drink. I’ll wait for you at the castle.”
She walked away muttering and I adjusted my dick in my sweatpants, embarrassed by its sudden attention to detail. The flex of her knee, the curve of her thigh before it vanished into those sleep shorts. Yeah, my dick, lifeless for months, was suddenly noticing everything.
“So, you’re staying,” she said from the kitchen. Opening bottles, slicing limes. “In Denver?”
“Yeah.”
“What are you going to do?”
I turned, looking at her in the kitchen, and she looked up and made eye contact with me. “What?” she said, and I could not believe that Wes hadn’t told her. Though, the guy had had some other things on his mind.
“Wes gave me a job at Kane Co.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Doing what?”
I grinned. “Working for you.” She didn’t look happy and I dropped my grin. “Is that a problem?” I honestly hadn’t thought it would be a problem. I’d thought she’d…I don’t know…look forward to having me around.
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “Of course not. I’m…super happy to have you. You’ll be great.”
“But?”
“But…we can’t…do that—” She waved her hand around the kitchen island where I’d all but fucked her. “Again.”
Part of me wanted to shoot back, Why not? But I got it. She was the boss, I was the employee, and she had a hard enough time being a woman in charge of a bunch of men. I’d seen the way she handled those guys, and if some of them knew she was fucking another employee she’d never hear the end of it. I thought of Joe and how he’d made no effort to hide how much he wanted her.
“Yeah,” I said. “I guess not.”
I set down the controller. Got to my feet. Action before thought. And then I was in it, walking toward her, watching that smile illuminate her face, and I wouldn’t have changed it if I could.
“You think you’re gonna get one more in before I’m the boss of you?” she asked, cocking her hip. “You think you’re gonna get that lucky?”
“I think you’re going to get lucky,” I said, coming right up to her, so tight. So close that when she took a breath her tits brushed my chest. I reached down and palmed her ass, fitting the tight globe of it into my hand. She opened her mouth to say something sassy and I smacked her ass, making her gasp, and then I crouched, put my shoulder in her stomach, and lifted her off her feet, making her squeal.
Her bedroom was dark and quiet, and by some unwritten rule, so were we. Silent, our hands over each other’s bodies were careful and light. Like we were just finding our way in the dark. She pulled off my sweats, leaving my shirt. I pulled down her shorts and my fingers found her wet. So fucking willing.
Lying by her side, I curled one hand around the back of her neck, holding her still, and with the other hand I spread her wide open. Put one leg over my knees.
“Be still,” I whispered to her face in the shadows. I could see the glimmer of her eyes and the curve of her cheek. I kissed her as softly and as sweetly as I’d always wanted to.
If I knew anything about her, she’d scoff at the idea of being cherished. But that’s what I did. I cherished her. Her mouth, that sweet place between her legs. I made her arch and pant and beg.
“Sam,” she whispered against my lips. “Please.”
I shook my head because I only had now. I only had this. And it had to keep me for a long, long time. But Sophie reached down and found my aching cock, wet from the come I could not control, leaking from the top.
This is so rare, I wanted to say to her. This is so special. I never thought I would have this. But I kissed her ferociously to keep those words inside my mouth. She jacked me like she knew just what I liked, but then I realized she was learning me the same way I was learning her. Paying attention to the way I arched into her hands. Moaned against her neck.
“Like that,” she whispered, and I nodded, beyond words. So close to orgasm it was torture.
“Wait,” she said, and I groaned, but