mutual longing. And she looked even hotter than she had in his dreams. He wished he could keep this moment forever. Youre made for sex.
She laughed softly, but he could tell she liked it.
Well, could you take another man, now, as well as me?
Her pussy clamped down hard around his cock, leaving him in no doubt that the idea worked for her. You would like that, wouldnt you? Two men wanting you, two eager cocks?
Her fingernails gripped onto his shoulders, and she turned away, facing into the cushion, her beautiful neck arching. The things you say. Youre a devil.
Dont look away, Anya. I want to know you, inside and out. His cock was compressed inside her, and the way her body moved distractedly showed him he had found her hot spot. With shallow thrusts he moved there, his cock arched inside her.
A strangled cry escaped her mouth and she got slicker by the moment. Once again she locked eyes with him, her lips parting as her hips moved in time with his. Maybe, maybe I would like it, but right now all I want is you.
He liked how that soundedso desperate and wildand he loved the need that he saw in her eyes. His floodgates were buckling under the building pressure. He had to come and soon, but he wouldnt come without her, not if it killed him. He rolled his hips again. Slick, hot juices spread down her thighs and onto his groin. She tightened on him.
Wanted this for so long, he whispered to her, so close to coming.
Oh, Warren. Her head had fallen back against the cushions on the sofa, and she panted aloud. Warren, she whispered again, on a moan of pleasure.
He lifted up on his arms.
Just one more thrust
His climax roared up inside him. For several moments, he lost contact with everything but the glorious sensation of coming, wedged so tightly inside her.
When he came through it, his breath rasped into his lungs. Anya had arched up on the sofa, her hands locked on his shoulders. Her pussy clenched and released, hot and fluid. He kissed her temple and then her cheekbone, his arms enfolding her.
Anya, he said, his voice hoarse, as he stroked her hair away from her face. Words crowded in his head, possessive, crazy words that he wanted to say to her.
Keep it light, he reminded himself.
He would. He would do whatever it took.
As far as he was concerned, this was just the beginning.
Chapter Three
A week later Warren entered the office and heard the sound of Anyas laughter. It made him smile. Just the sound of her happiness made everything seem right in the world. It was good to be back. Hed been working with a client in Dublin for the past three days and hed missed her so much hed practically tripped himself up on the stairs, racing to get up here and see her again.
Well, here he is, the man himself. It was Lorie, the office administrator, who spoke, and she looked as if shed been waiting for him to arrive to get a good look at him. The women had been talking again, and he was the subject this time around, no doubt about it.
Anya stood by her desk, her hair tidy and secured at the back of her head. She wore a smart business suit and held an electronic notepad in one hand. The look was familiar to him, but it wasnt the look he wanted right at that moment. He wanted that elegantly wasted, satiated look that she had in their more intimate moments.
She smiled his way, her eyes lighting, and pride filled his chest.
Hey, gorgeous. He crossed over to her, resting a kiss on her cheek. It occurred to him that they should perhaps have discussed how they would act around each other at work. The last thing he wanted to do was make Anya feel uncomfortable. People knew they were seeing each other, but he hadnt thought to prepare for it. The truth of the matter was that after their first date at Fat Francos theyd spent the whole weekend in her apartment, mostly in her bed. They only went out to hunt down food. Then hed had to prepare for his business in