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“Inside me. Now,” she ordered, inching closer to the edge of the table and balling my shirt in her fist, pulling me so close that my tip brushed against her slick center.

God, as much as I loved to control her, I adored the fuck out of her when she barked orders at me.

Andi definitely wasn’t shy when it came to telling me exactly how she wanted me.

As much as I wanted her mouth on my cock, my tongue lapping at her pussy, and my hands wandering over every inch of her body, I needed to sink inside of her even more. The rest could wait for later when I brought her back to my place, into my secret room, and made up for lost time.

Swiping my fingers over her pussy, I gathered the evidence of how turned on she already was and spread it over my cock.

My length glistened with her arousal for only a few seconds before I hooked my arms under her legs, lined myself up, and pushed all the way into her warm heat.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned in a way I hadn’t heard before.

“You sound like you’ve never felt my cock before.” I smirked, buried inside of her.

“Consider this my way of showing you just how much I missed you.”

Her fingers roamed over her nipples just briefly before I could swat her hands away.

“Hands off. I like to watch them bounce.” I winked, slamming into her with a few hard thrusts.

Andi’s jaw popped open, and at first, it was mixed with a look of surprise that I’d smacked her hands away, but then she filled the empty space around us with a cry so loud I was happy to have her all to myself.

All it took was hearing her sweet moans filling the silence around us for me to know I was hitting her in the exact spot she needed.

“You’re close,” I grunted. “I can feel it.”

“Yes,” she hissed, dragging out the word as her walls closed in on my cock, gripping me so hard I’d never felt anything so euphoric in my life.

Any other time, I’d be able to distract myself. Turn my mind off for a few seconds to stop myself from coming before her. But everything about this moment had me more aroused than I’d ever been, and I didn’t want to stop it. Fucking her at work after being so scared she’d be absent from my life forever. The way she splayed her palm flat against the wall behind her to save her head from bashing against it with every hard thrust. How as her tits swayed, hypnotizing me into another universe where all I could think about was how goddamn sexy she was and nothing else mattered but filling her up with every drop of my cum.

“Fuck.” I spilled inside of her. “I’m coming.”

“Keep going, Hunter. Please,” she begged, still needing more time to finish, and like hell if I wasn’t going to do what it took to get her there.

Even though my dick burned, feeling so sensitive it was pure torture, I continued to fuck her. Harder. Faster.

My thumb ran over her clit in circles, bringing her closer and closer.

“So. Close,” she panted in soft breaths.

Erasing the pain from my mind, I gave her everything I had left in me. Continuing to shoot my hips forward and rub along that sweet spot above her pussy, I began to break out in a sweat. And as if she knew I was working overtime for her orgasm, her walls completely closed in on me, grabbing ahold of my cock like it belonged there for good.

“I’m there. Right. Fucking. There.” Her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink, and a smile grew along her lips, exposing that carefree look of happiness that I’m sure had been missing in her life for a while now.

Unable to hold myself up, I fell on top of her, our bodies mixed with sweat and heavy pants as we both tried to catch our breath.

“Really made me work for that one, didn’t you?”

“I mean, you kind of deserved it after everything you put me through.” She burst out into a belly laugh that was so infectious I felt it down to my toes.

Our laughter vibrated through the table, the old wood creaking beneath us. And somehow, by the grace of God, we hadn’t broken the table, which in the end was probably for the best. It’d save me some explaining, that’s for sure.

But she wasn’t wrong. I never should have gone so long without speaking to her. I wouldn’t even blame her if she wanted to be the one to tie me up in my secret room. Then again … that wouldn’t feel all that much like a punishment, would it?

For the last seven days, I hadn’t let Andi out of my sight. Every second, minute, and hour, she was mine to reach out and hold on to. Seeing her again only made me realize what I’d almost been dumb enough to lose. Life with Andi was as perfect as it could get. Turning back time to a life void of her had me clutching my chest, the painful thought radiating through me just thinking about time wasted without her. She easily could have picked me up at my weakest if I had allowed it.

We’d spent all day in bed, lost between the sheets. A sliver of light peeked out through the bathroom door, illuminating my bedroom in the midnight moonlight.