Page 35 of Play With Fire

“Yes, yes! Bash, yes!” She begins to shake and tremble, and her words blend together into one long moan. The moment I feel her convulse around me, it’s all over. I let out a loud, primal roar as I let loose inside of her. We both stop moving, Anya slumping against me and resting her head against my shoulder. It’s quiet, the only sounds coming from the forgotten TV and our heavy breathing.

“Yeah,” I finally breathe out. “I love you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Anya

I feel like a teenager.I’ve never in my life been so wrapped up in a guy like this before. Hunter makes me feel like I’m floating on air, while also having my feet firmly planted on the ground. It’s been three days since we hashed out our feelings for each other. Though I still wouldn’t consider him to be a very affectionate guy, he hasn’t been shy about how he feels toward me. Every night we fall into bed, and he fucks me into oblivion. I’d say he makes love to me, but that would be a lie. There’s nothing slow and sweet about what we do to each other, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I wrap up my phone call, eager to get out of here. I don’t remember a time when I ever felt this eager to be done working. Even when I was with Jared, my career was my priority. But that’s not the case now. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not, but Hunter is my priority.

“Hey,” Willow leans into my office with her purse already over her shoulder. “Alec keeps asking when I’m going to be home, so I’m heading out. Want me to wait for you?” I glance out the window, seeing Hunter in his car out front, then shake my head.

“It’s okay.” She gives me a knowing smirk but doesn’t call me on it. I’ve never hesitated to share my personal relations with Willow before, but I don't want to do that with Hunter. I want to keep our relationship to myself for as long as possible. A part of me feels like it’s because this is more special than anything I’ve had before. The other part of me is afraid that when it does get out, it’ll be over.

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Once she’s gone, I try to rush through the few emails I have left, not wanting to have to work this weekend. I have a full week next week, so I’d like to just be lazy as much as I can until then.

“You almost done?” My head snaps up to find Hunter standing in the doorway of my office.

“I didn’t even hear you come in.” His lips lift into a smirk.

“I came in when Willow was leaving.”

Guilt washes over me because he’s probably been wanting to leave, and I’ve been so wrapped up in my work that I didn’t even think about it.

“Sorry.” I hurry and stand, closing the blinds to my office and shutting everything down.

“Baby-” Hunter’s low voice rumbles in my ear and I didn’t even realize that he had moved further into the room. “Don’t ever rush because of me.”

“We can go.” The words are barely audible because Hunter’s hands are moving up my thighs and lifting my skirt.

“Or we can do something else.”

“I- I wouldn’t mind that.” Before I can process what’s happening, Hunter lifts me off the ground and spins to set me on my desk. I usually keep it clean, so the only thing that gets knocked off is the meshed metal holder full of pens and pencils. My skirt is bunched around my waist and Hunter’s eyes devour my black lace underwear.

“Fuck, baby.” The thought of being self-conscious doesn't even cross my mind because Hunter makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. He slides the lace down my legs until they fall to the floor, and he has complete access. I try to reach for his pants but he grabs my wrist.

“No. Lay back.” I don’t question him, only doing as he says. The moment I’m lying back, Hunter gets on his knees putting him at the perfect height. He grips my thighs and pulls me forward until my ass is hanging over the desk. My legs sit on his shoulder for support and I practically cry out when he leans forward and his tongue connects with my clit.

I try to grab his head for something to hold onto, but he uses his hand to push me back down. I squeeze my boobs, needing just a little more. But the moment he slides his fingers inside of me, it all starts to become too much. I white knuckle the edge of my desk while Hunter basically ignores me. He licks and sucks and nips while all I can do is moan and cry out. He brings me to the edge and back over and over again.

“Bash!” He curls his fingers, hitting me in just the right spot and flashes of light dance behind my eyes as my body convulses and I’m pushed over the edge.

Hunter slowly pulls away as he helps me ride through my orgasm and lets my breathing slowly even out. Before I even have time to process, my underwear is pulled back up my legs and my skirt is in the correct position. Hunter helps me stand on wobbly legs and takes me in a searing kiss that makes it clear that that was only a preview of what’s to come.

“Let’s go home, baby.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Sebastian

I glanceat the time again, wishing like hell we could just get this fucking job over with. It was a last minute one and since it was only three hours away, Alec sent Tanner and I to take care of it. Tanner doesn’t do quite as much of the hands-on shit as he used to do before Alec built a full team. But as far as I know, he’s not against getting his hands dirty if he needs to. If he’s anything like the rest of us, he needs it in order to stay sane.

“In a hurry?” Tanner’s voice breaks through as I look at the time on my phone… again. I look at my colleague and the way he’s looking at me puts me on edge.

“I’m just fucking tired. Wasn’t planning a last-minute road trip.”

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