Page 14 of His Bride

“I’ll see you at lunch,” she’d said breathlessly. “We’ll havetimethen.”

Famous. Last.Words.

She showed up with a bag of takeout for us, but she’d arrived while Stew and some of the PMO staff were still here. And she’d asked what they wereworkingon.

“You might be interested in this,” Stew had said as he satbackdown.

Right then. That was where I should have cut them off. “Sorry, guys, but I want to have lunch with my wife before she jets off to Chicago for a conference. Outyouget.”

I didn’tsaythat.

Now nearly…eighteen minutes have passed. Our lunch window isclosing.

I stand up abruptly, and Ellie shoots me an apologetic look, but before I need to make an ass of myself, Beth pushes the office door open with a quick, efficientknock.

“Stew, there’s a call for you,” she says, flashing the chief of staff a smile. “And everyone else, if you could please follow me? The prime minister has another meetingrightnow.”

There’s a chorus of murmuring good-byes as everyone files out. I follow them and close the door once they’reallout.

As I lock it, Ellie starts to apologize and laugh at thesametime.

“I didn’t mean to get carried away with the conversation,” she says, still giggling while I hoist her onto the desk. “And is the lock on your door alwaysthatloud?”

“Idon’tcare.”

“Beth knows what we’redoing.”

“Also don’t care. I’ll give her a raise for interruptingjustthen.”

“As a public servant, her salary is fixed,” Ellie says, her breath hitching as I peel off herpanties.

“Do you know how hot I get when you demonstrate your comprehensive knowledge of how the federal governmentworks?”

“Should I talk about NSERC grants next? Because I havethoughts.”

“I bet you do.” I find her pussy wet and ready for me, and I sink two fingers into her tightness. “You might need to eat your lunch in the car on the way to theairport.”

“There’s lots of time. Traveling with an RCMP escort gets me through expedited security every time.” She tips her head back and I drop my mouth to taste the sweet expanse of her neck. “Oh, yeah. Gavin… Justlikethat.”

I add another finger, stretching her wide. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast,Sprite.”

“Your pleasure is my pleasure,” she whispers, and her pussy flutters around my fingers, proving thatpoint.

“When you get back, we’ll have a weekend together. No interruptions.” Or at least, nothing scheduled. There was no controlling internationalevents.

She rolls her hips, bumping her clit against my thumb. “It’s okay. I just wanted to be with you today, before Ileave.”

It’s not okay. This is our third month trying to get pregnant, and we’re going to miss the window of opportunity because she’ll be in Chicago when she ovulates. And that’s a real shame, because I’ve learned that an ovulating woman is the horniest animal in the world—and Ellie was already pretty hungryforsex.

Banging on schedule is a bear when that schedule includes more flights in a month than most people will take in theirlifetime.

Ellie reaches for me, her mouth soft and wet as she wraps her arms aroundmyneck.

With a growl, I unzip, and wrap my fist around my more-than-readycock.

I bring us together with force, pushing my heavy length into her. Claiming my space inside her body. Markingwhat’smine.

I pick her up and turn, meaning to aim for the wall, but I miss and bump her against theshutters.

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