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“Zachary, here?”

“Yes. I’ll fuck you right here on this desk, Grace. Do you have anything against that?”

“No,” she whispered as I pulled back and slammed in once more. I lifted her knees, keeping my hands under them. That changed the angle and made her roll a bit back.

“Oh my God, that’s even deeper,” she murmured.

I threw my head back, giving in to all of my instincts and needs. I wanted her to know exactly how badly I needed her. There was no reason to hide or pretend.

I knew I could go in deeper, but not on this desk. I took Grace in my arms and put her at the edge of the bed in a similar position as before. Only now she could comfortably lean backward, which she did without my even needing to say a word. That was how in sync we were, and it was fucking amazing. I slammed in balls deep this time.

“Fuck, Grace,” I exclaimed. “This is so good.”

She started to cry out my name, but she couldn’t even manage that before I slammed back in again. She rewarded me with a moan.

I forced myself to stand up straight so I could look down at her. Watching her enjoy it was just as much part of the pleasure as driving my cock inside her was. When she came close, I changed tactics, pulling out and rubbing the length of my cock over her clit.

“Oh God. Oh God. Zachary, what are you doing?” Her voice shook. Hell, even her breath seemed to shake.

“I’m working you up, beautiful. I want to see you come.”

“But I want—”

“Oh, I promise I’ll drive inside you the second you do. I will. I wouldn’t miss feeling your pussy tighten around my cock for any reason. The world could be ending and I’d be right here with you. Nothing could stop me from making you come.”

She moaned again and then fell completely onto the bed with her arms spread wide at her sides. Then she grabbed both breasts. I knew she was about to come before she even cried out my name, so I slid back inside her, far slower than before. She was already pulsing like mad, getting tighter and tighter. Withevery inch I managed to push in, I lost sense of control over myself even more.

I was right there with her as my own release caught up with me, and I didn’t hold back one bit. Not my groans, not the way my body moved. I was at her mercy now, just as much as she was at mine. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

***

After I’d cleaned myself up and dressed, I waited in her living room while she finished doing the same. A few minutes later, she peeked out from the bedroom.

“You’re awfully silent.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Want to come in and help me put on my dress?”

I groaned. “Grace, why are you tempting me like this?”

“Because it’s so much fun. What do you want to do today?”

“I haven’t planned anything.” Once she disappeared into the room once more, I added, “All I care is that we do something together.”

“Did you know that the wine and food festival is taking place this weekend?”

“I didn’t.” I was certain that at least part of my family was attending. My grandmothers went religiously every year, and usually so did Chad, since he ran a restaurant.

Grace came out wearing a casual white dress. It was very long, almost brushing the floor. She looked amazing in it.

“It could be fun.” She wrinkled her nose, jutting a hip to one side. “Although... what if I run into other unpleasant people?”

I immediately rose to my feet, heading to her. “I’ll put them in their place.”

She licked her lips, smiling. She was so relaxed around me, always smiling. “You would, wouldn’t you? I liked how you told them to fuck off.”

“And I liked how fierce and strong you were.”

Emotions swirled in her eyes. “You think I’m strong?”

“Hell yes. You ended a shit marriage at the same time that your family was involved in that scandal. Yet you came out on the other side as a winner.”