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“Like what you feel?” he asked.
“I expected it to be smaller,” I teased.
“Ouch.”
“Most guys with egos as big as yours aren’t well endowed in the you know what department.”
“Tinsel, we’re about to have sex and you can’t say ‘dick’?”
I slipped my hand under his waistband and gripped him. “Stop calling me that.”
“No. It suits you. Unhand me, elf.”
I rolled my eyes, draped an arm behind his neck, and pulled him down to me. “Make me.”
Turned out that was a pretty aimless threat because Chadwick managed to free himself by simply pulling his boxers down, dropping his hips, and letting me stroke him while he kissed me—which he did like he needed my lips upon his to breathe.
With my hand still wrapped around him, I guided his cock between my thighs. He mumbled against my lips, pushed himself back, and reached for the condom. I released him so he could roll it on, and he gave me a cocky smirk that said, I told you I could get you to let go. I didn’t mind giving him the win.
I especially didn’t mind when he hovered over me. I lifted my hips to his, and he slid a hand under my lower back to hold me up as he pressed inside me. Instinctively, I reached over my head and gripped the towels, which slid all over the place beneath me on the hard floors.
He filled me up. I moaned and bit my bottom lip as the pressure of him inside me intensified. He gave me every inch, and I held him until I thought I might burst. He moved slowly at first. Every thrust had me wanting to crawl out of my skin with pleasure. I reached for him, but he gripped my hips in each hand and held me in place as his thrusts deepened and picked up speed.
I arched my back. My shoulder blades bit into the floor. His name dripped from my lips and my gratitude dripped from my pussy as I came. The release was explosive. My thighs shook and my hips jerked. He tried to hold me down but lost the battle and settled for letting me collapse on the towels only to push my legs back and fuck me mercilessly until I came again. I fell apart over and over, and he put me back together every time only to destroy me all over again until he too broke open and gave in. When he came, he growled my name and crushed my breasts in his hands.
I rolled my hips as he pulsed inside me and knew right then and there that I wanted to do this again, and again, and again, until there was nothing left of me.
CHAPTER 18
CHADWICK
After a downright blissful morning with Tinsely in my bed, she and I had to return to reality. She put her clothes on from the day before yesterday and let me drive her home so she could get ready to go into the office later.
In front of her townhouse, I put the car in park and looked over at her. “You’re sure you don’t want me to hang around and give you a ride into the office? Some of the roads still aren’t cleared, so the subway might be packed.”
She opened her door but didn’t get out. “I’m sure. You head in without me and I’ll meet you there in an hour.”
“You just don’t want to be seen walking in with me.”
“Yes,” she said simply. “Yes, that’s exactly it. You’re my boss. I’m your colleague—”
“Employee.”
“Whatever,” she sighed.
“Elf, technically.”
“A temporary title.”
“But a title nonetheless.”
Tinsely laughed and shook her head at me. “You’re impossible. I’m not walking into work with you. Do you know how much people would talk?”
“Who cares?”
“Me. I care.” She got out of the car, closed the door, and leaned over as I rolled the passenger window down. When she spoke, her breath fogged in the air. “It’s different for you. You’re the cool boss who sort of has a reputation for hooking up with women. I’m the goody two shoes in the office, and I’d be the one who looked desperate for sleeping with you.”
I pressed a hand to my chest. “Desperate? Ouch.”
