Neve (Silver Skates #3) - Helen Scott Page 0,51

my limit, and just when I thought he was all the way in, he pushed even farther, until finally, his hips connected with mine. When he began to move, I could barely catch my breath, let alone moan or dirty talk.

I gripped the sides of his desk and held on as he ravished me in a way I’d only ever dreamed of before. It was the kind of sex where I had no choice in the position or pacing or anything, because I was too overwhelmed by pleasure to do anything other than ride it out and enjoy every millisecond. Seren lifted my leg, pushing my knee onto the table and turning me slightly outward.

The hand that had moved my leg wound into my ponytail and tugged, not hard, just enough to force me to keep my head up. His other hand slipped around to my clit and began circling it. Each pass combined with the steady rhythm of his thrusts pushed me closer to the edge of my orgasm, until finally, I flew into it. For a moment, it felt like my body was in free fall, like I was cliff diving in Brontallo in Switzerland, a pleasure I’d only experienced a couple of times. How my body felt like that now, I wasn’t sure, but it was exhilarating and overwhelming.

Seren’s hand on my hair tightened, and I felt his hips grind against my ass as he emptied himself in me. His cock jerked inside me, making me twitch with aftershocks from my orgasm. Between my four mates—I mean, men, I’d never felt anything like the orgasms they were able to wring from my body. Most of the times I’d had sex in my life, it had never actually been accompanied by an orgasm, and if it was then, it certainly wasn’t from my partner’s hands, or mouth, or cock for that matter.

My mind felt hazy from all the dopamine and endorphins floating around in there, not that I was complaining, but it might explain why it took me a moment to understand what Seren meant when he asked, “Ready to go again?”

“Again?”

He rolled his hips as he said, “Again.”

The guy was still rock hard and ready to go, even though I knew he’d finished a few moments ago. Was this what sex with him was going to be like? The two of us going at it like…well, rabbits, until we were both boneless, sated lumps? If it was, then I certainly wasn’t going to object.

I looked over my shoulder at where he was still standing behind me and grinned. “Again.”

Seren wasted no time in moving, and it felt like mere moments before I was writhing in pleasure once more.

20

Neve

We were lying there, both sated and falling asleep, when I remembered why I had come to find Seren in the first place. I groaned. I didn’t want to remember.

“What’s wrong?” Seren asked, immediately popping up on his elbow so he could look me over.

“I just remembered why I came to talk to you in the first place.”

“So it wasn’t just because you wanted to see your mate. I knew it!”

“I mean, can’t it have been both? To be fair, I still thought you disliked me for the most part.”

“Fine. Both it is. What did you need to tell me?” he asked, worry pinching his brows together.

“It’s my father,” I said, pausing when he shifted.

“I need to put some clothes on if we’re going to be talking about your father.”

I shook my head but waited until he was dressed. When he tossed my blouse and skirt at me, I took that to mean he didn’t want me naked while we had this conversation either. Grabbing my clothes as I stood, I waited a moment, letting Seren look me over once more before I began to pull them on.

Once I was dressed, I continued, “My father has shortened the time frame to get the paper profitable. It was somewhat open ended when I arrived, but when we talked on the phone earlier, he said we have six months, but that translates to three months in Nathan Astor time. I honestly don’t know if it’s possible in the time frame he gave us. If we don’t make it profitable, then when the time is up, my father will expect me to toe the company line and fall into place wherever he decides to put me, which probably means a filing job in the middle of nowhere.”

“What about the books James loaned you?