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My head whips to the side at the voice. Verity stands in my office, cheeks flushed and a white paper bag in her hand. I shoot out of my chair, stalking over to her in just a few long strides and taking her with a kiss.

She melts against me instantly. Her sweet taste is like a jolt of energy, amping me up. The sound of the bag dropping to the ground as she wraps her arms around me brings me back to reality.

I pull away and she laughs, which causes my cock to twitch.

“You’re in a good mood.”

“It’s been a good day. Fantastic now that you’re here.”

She rolls her eyes, but the smile on her face tells a different story.

“I came to see if you wanted to have lunch.” She picks up the white bag from the floor. “I grabbed us sandwiches from Vinnie’s Deli.”

“Mmm.” I place my hand on her hip, fingers pressing into the flesh right above her ass. “That’s not the kind of hungry I am right now.”

“And here I thought I’d tired you out this past weekend.”

After fucking each other senseless post-charity gala, we spent the rest of the weekend practically locked in my apartment. I’m not sure there was a surface left untouched. I want Verity every which way she’ll let me have her.

“When it comes to you, it’s never enough.”

“I see.” She lets the bag fall again and places both hands on my chest. A fire dances in her eyes.

My voice drops low. “How long do you have?”

“Twenty, maybe twenty-five minutes.” Her fingers tease higher, playing with the collar of my shirt, flicking the button.

“I can work with that.”

She gives me a feline grin before our lips crash together, some unbridled desperation fueling us both. It’s hot and messy. Our hands fight for purchase as we make quick work of our clothes. She kicks off her shoes as I rip off my tie. My shirt buttons are of little concern as she tears me out of the fabric.

I pull her silky top over her head, revealing her glorious breasts underneath. The sheer, nude fabric of her bra does little to hide her tightening nipples. I lean down and suck them through the fabric, causing her to thread her hands through my hair. My cock grows harder with each moment, and I fumble to unbuckle my belt and lob it across the office.

She shimmies out of her skirt and I step out of my pants, both of us careful not to trip as our lips continue to meet with heated passion, our focus only on each other’s bodies. I kiss a line down her neck, my tongue hot on her cool skin. She squirms against me, and I run my hands down her back and grip her ass. Our breaths are rapid as we continue to lose ourselves to the frenzy.

I pull her underwear down before lifting her onto the edge of my desk. A few papers go floating off the table, but I pay them no mind as I kneel before her.

I spread her legs and smirk at her glistening pussy before running my tongue through her folds.

“Oh, fuck.”

Her thighs squeeze inward on reflex, and I put my hands up to keep her open for me.

“So wet for me already, angel. It’s almost like you came here begging to get fucked.”

She whimpers as I dive back in, lavishing her pussy with my tongue and devouring her. She tastes like fucking heaven, and I am a greedy sinner, taking all that I can.

I could eat her out for every meal of the day and still not be satisfied. She is fucking addictive, her cum my own personal drug.

Verity’s nails drag along my skull, prickling a dash of pain with pleasure. My cock continues to harden in my briefs, twitching as her moans fill the room. My control wavers, my desire to be inside her becoming a necessity.

I shift my position slightly so I can slip my hand between us and play with her clit. I rub her sensitive bud with my thumb in quick circles, increasing the speed just the way I know she likes. Her thighs quiver in response, pussy walls tightening against my tongue.

“That’s it,” she moans. “Keep going, please.”

She moves her legs to rest over my shoulders, hooking her ankles behind my neck and locking me against her pussy. I could suffocate like this and die happy, no doubt. Knowing that she’s near, I switch out, curling three fingers inside her pussy and sucking on her clit. The extra pressure draws out more moans, wet sounds filling the office as my fingers plunge in and out in rapid succession.

“Fuck, Cullen. I—”