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"I can't." I gripped his desk even tighter.

He slapped my ass again. "Why don't you trust me?!"

"Because you're too good for me!" I was surprised by my own honesty. But that was it. All of it stemmed from my own insecurities. Why on earth was he marrying me?

"You have no idea how you make me feel." He removed his fingers and slammed his cock deep inside of me.

I moaned way louder than I meant to. He felt so good inside of me.

"You have no idea how much I need you." He thrust faster, pressing my hips against the edge of his desk. "How much I crave you when we aren't together." He pulled my hair so that I was arching my back.

The phone cord dug into my wrists, but I barely noticed. It was like he was fucking me back in his office at the University of New Castle, savoring how he felt inside of me, enjoying it more than he knew he would. Each thrust made me climb higher and higher as his hips slammed into my sore ass cheeks.

"How much I love you." His pace was relentless.

"I love you too." Tears starting biting at my eyes. It was too intense.

He tilted his hips ever so slightly, hitting that spot of my anatomy that made me lose control. "Then come for me."

As soon as I clenched around him, he exploded inside of me. The familiar warmth spread up into my stomach, more forcefully than it ever had. I came hard as he continued to thrust in and out of me.

His groan of satisfaction made me feel more secure than I had in days. And he was suddenly being slow and gentle with his strokes. As if he needed me to know that it was more than just fucking to him. But I knew that. I had just gotten in my own head. He loved me just as much as I loved him.

He groaned again before pulling out of me.

I sighed and let my body relax against his desk. I had missed this feeling.

His fingertips trailed up over my ass, back, and neck until they slowly began to untie the silky tie from around my eyes.

"You're the one that's too good for me. I know you don't believe me, because you're too stubborn to listen to my reasons."

I couldn't help the smile that spread over my face. This wasn't the first time I had told him he was out of my league. No matter what he said, I didn't understand. Because he was James Hunter. It would never make sense to me. He had chosen me for some reason. I was the luckiest girl in the world. I was always just worried the luck would eventually wear off.

"We were never going to be just a one time thing, baby." He kissed the side of my jaw. "We never could be. I can't even role play that scenario anymore...Miss Taylor."

The tie fell from my face and I opened my eyes. James was kneeling in front of me smiling. He was staring at me intently.

"Soon to be Mrs. Hunter, I hope?"

"Yes. I'm sorry. I just missed you and..."

He silenced me with a gentle kiss. "It's okay. But don't be afraid to talk to me about how you're feeling. You need to trust me." He ran the tip of his nose down the length of mine. "I would never cheat on you. You mean the world to me. All I need is you."

"I do trust you." I felt so foolish. I looked down at my hands and then back up at him. "Are you going to untie me?"

"I think I'd rather work like this." He sat down in his chair with a smirk on his face.

I laughed.

He buttoned up his shirt and put his tie back around his neck.

"Really, I need to get back to work." I lifted my wrists as much as I could.

He looked down at his watch. "You probably should get back. I actually have a lot of work I need to get through." He rolled his chair forward and slowly untied the phone cord from my wrists. As soon as my hands were free he kissed the inside of each of my wrists. They were red from me pulling on the cord so much. He glanced back up at me.

"It's okay. I liked it."

He ran his thumbs along the insides of my wrists. "You're definitely everything I need."