Page 48 of Tempt My Heart

She slumped, wanting so badly for him to just slide inside her. "I don't have any condoms on me. I have an IUD though."

"And with Jared...?"

She wrinkled her nose, not enjoying the reminder of her ex at that moment. "We used a condom. Always."

"I haven't slept with anyone for a long time," he admitted and chuckled at the surprise on her face. "I was clean the last time I got tested."

"Okay," she said and his eyes darkened as his cock twitched against her.

"Okay?"

"Now," she said desperately and he didn't hold back, tipping her thighs up with his hands as he filled her.

"Ali," he groaned, watching the space between them shrink as he sank all the way into her pussy before pulling away and thrusting back inside faster, little sparks of pleasure stemming from the dragging motion of his cock.

"Yes," she cried. "Fuck." She let her thighs fall wider, and he pushed in deeper as the wet sounds of their fucking filled the room alongside their gasps and moans for each other. "Christopher," she said as she raised her hips and he slid an arm under her back to grind himself against her fully, the base of his cock nudging at her clit and making her breathing quicken as she neared the edge.

He pulled away and she whimpered with need until he scooped her up and flipped her over, entering her again from behind her as he reached between them to stroke her clit.

The pressure was too much, and she could feel her walls clamping down around him as she came. He stroked her through the orgasm and didn't let up. She raised her body and entwined her arms around his neck as her back pressed to his chest.

The pump of his hips got harder as he rocked her on his cock, and the sensation of his fingers on her over-sensitised clit had her falling apart all over again as he finished inside her with her name on his lips.

She slumped back down onto the bed, and he dropped down beside her as they both caught their breath.

"The bathroom's just down the hall," he said once he could talk again, "if you want to pee or anything."

She smiled tiredly, knowing she should do exactly that but she was so exhausted and the bed was so soft.

"What are we doing about work this week?" she mumbled sleepily. It had to be at least four AM and if she didn't get her beauty sleep she would be in no condition to work anytime soon.

"We're working from home." He chuckled slightly and helped her sit up as they headed to the bathroom together. "I put a good word in with the boss."

She rolled her eyes but smiled as they pushed open the door. "HR will have a field day with that one."

ChapterTwenty-Four

The bed felt cozier than usual, and an unfamiliar warmth radiated from beside her. Ali's eyes fluttered open to find sunlight pouring into a room that wasn't hers and her boss asleep next to her.

They'd spent a long time talking last night, as well as doing other things that required use of their mouths, but she felt surprisingly refreshed. Maybe that was the result of a ridiculous amount of orgasms, or that the mattress that was literally to die for.

Or, she considered as she reached for her phone on the floor, it could be that it was well into the afternoon and she'd slept for just over eight hours.

The only thing that made her heart race was Jared's name on her screen, indicating that she had a message.

Jared:Just because I didn't come for you, doesn't mean I don't know where you are.

There wasa video attached and a cold sweat broke out along her forehead as she hit play.

It was Christopher's living room, the lights from the kitchen illuminating two figures sitting and talking. One in an armchair, the other on the sofa opposite. Suddenly one of the figures stood and walked over to the other and—

Ali swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. Jared had been there last night. While Christopher had kissed her and brought her upstairs, her ex had been here. It was clearly shot from outside the house, perhaps the only comfort she had, but the fact that he kept being able to locate her like this was both infuriating and worrying.

"What's wrong?"

She wasn't sure how long Christopher had been awake, watching her, but he'd clearly seen the expression on her face and knew something was amiss.

"It's him," she said, nodding to the phone and the still image of Christopher bending down to kiss her in the armchair. "He was here last night."

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