Page 85 of Breaking His Law

“Come,” he orders as he continues to swirl his fingertips over my clit.

Blazing-hot fire radiates through the apex of my thighs and my pussy, and I come. The power of my climax makes my bodyshake, the spasm of my inner walls clenching around him, and I let out a high-pitched whimper.

“That’s a good girl.” He nuzzles into my neck, his breathing shallow against my skin as he chases his own release and bites much harder at my skin than I expect, but it’s a welcomed pain, mixed with the ultimate pleasure.

My inner walls flutter around him as the last waves of my orgasm spill from my body.

“Oh fuck, baby. I’m coming.” He bucks up into me a few more times as he spills his hot seed inside of me, groaning as he leans his head back against the leather of the seat.

We stay like this for a while as we pant loudly together and come down from our high, the faint sheen of perspiration covering our bodies from the exertion.

“You’re perfect,” he murmurs. “So fucking perfect.” His cock softens inside of me while my heart feels like it’s beating out of my chest, already thinking about round two.

“Stay with me tonight.” I press myself against his naked chest and rest my ear against his pounding heart, enjoying every beat, reminding me this is true and real.

“I already invited myself. There is no way I would have been able to kiss you goodnight on your doorstep and leave.” He chuckles to himself, knowing how much of a lie that was, and I knew it too. “What did I do to deserve you?”

I look up at him which makes him bow his head so he can press a kiss to my lips.

I think it’s the other way around because I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

Or the unluckiest.

However I weigh it up, my scales are perfectly balanced; fair and unfair.

31

NATHAN

“Good morning, Joseph.” I stride past his desk feeling better than I have in years.

Arianna and I spent all weekend together. She distracted me from work all of Saturday and Sunday and other than showering, she never let me leave her bed. I can’t deny I was also on a mission to give her as many orgasms as possible so I guess we both achieved what we set out to do.

I did manage to persuade her to stay at my apartment last night because I needed a change of clothes and if I’m being honest, I didn’t want to sleep alone at my place, which is the first time I’ve ever felt that way. While I’m still getting used to waking up with someone wrapped around me, sorry, correction, waking up to Arianna’s lips wrapped around my cock, it feels like she’s always been in my life and I don’t want her to leave.

“Good morning, Mr. Hart.”

“Am I not Mr. Crankypants today?” I ask, feeling mischievous for a Monday.

His mouth drops open in shock, his cheeks filling with color. “I… Eh…” he stutters.

I like screwing with him. I know I’m not the easiest person to work for, and I know what he calls me and why; I’ve just never let on that I knew.

“Leave him alone or I will call the goat yoga guy and book another session for you.” Arianna appears as if from thin air. Who knows what time she left my apartment this morning? She was gone when I woke up and yet again my doubt about her skittishness swept in for a brief moment before I read the note she left for me on her pillow telling me she was going to her apartment because she forgot her work bag and that she would see me at the office.

She pushes a cup of coffee into my hand, looking beautiful from head to toe in a striking red dress and black heels. She looks fuckable. A vision of bending her over my desk later makes my cock twitch in my boxers. We are definitely doing that tonight once everyone has left.

“Morning, beautiful.” I lean down and kiss her on the lips and feel her hesitation because I’m kissing her in front of Joseph and whoever is watching.

“Nathan.” She bats her eyelashes at me, looking shy, which is most unlike her.

Arianna holds my gaze and mouths,What are you doing?

I don’t care. I want everyone to know she’s mine.

I wink and make my way into my office. “Arianna, please schedule lunch today for you and me at The Lime Leaf.”

“So bossy,” I hear her mutter behind me, which makes me smile. I pull my chair out, park my ass in it, then slide myself behind my desk.

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