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flat tip of his cock lodged against her entrance. Let s see how you love this.
I know I will.
He inched forward, his wide girth stretching her opening and slowly filling her
empty channel. The plug offered no leeway, and his shaft rode the front wall of her
cunt. She sucked in a breath and held it, waiting, knowing with her ass full he d hit her
G-spot and that the most exquisite orgasm would follow.
Just short of contact, he withdrew to the ridge of his mushroomed head. Reality
isn t always as good as the fantasy.
Lindsey blew out another lungful of air as he shoved back in, keeping shallow
enough to deny her release but going deep enough to stir all kinds of erotic sensations.
And sometimes it s better.
Silent for a moment, he repeated the slow thrusts, his gaze locked on their bodies,
watching every glide in and out. Lindsey wished she could read his thoughts.
Instead, she concentrated on Clay. His ink black hair stuck to his forehead. Sweat
trickled down his temples. She wanted to follow its path, to lick all the way down his
neck to the flat, coppery nipple.
I don t want to hurt you.
Her gaze lifted to find him looking at her, the emotion in his eyes indiscernible. She
wasn t sure if he was still talking about sex or something more. Who says you can?
The tempo of his thrusts picked up. I can t give you what you want.
You ve done a damn fine job so far. She gripped the edge of the desk above her
head. Even as he drew her in, he was pushing her away. Her chest tightened. Panic
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threatened to override pleasure. What exactly do you think I need that you can t
give?
He closed his eyes. His jaw clenched. This isn t working.
Before she had time to question whether he meant the position, the conversation, or
them, he drove her knees to her shoulders and rammed hard and deep, triggering her
release. She wanted to fight it, but her pussy clamped around him as he pounded into
her. His balls slapped against the base of the plug, setting off a totally different
explosion.
Yes, come, he growled. That s it. Ah, fuck, yeah.
Lindsey bit her lip to keep from crying out as a powerful flood of pleasure poured
over her. She refused to give him the satisfaction. Damn stubborn man. That he liked
fucking her was obvious. That she liked fucking him was even more obvious. Hell,
she d thrown herself at him at every turn.
A guttural groan erupted from Clay s throat as he impaled her one last time,
stiffened and shot streams of cum into the latex barrier. Through a haze, she watched
him, his features contorted in his struggle to maintain the high of exquisite pleasure and
then accept the downward spiral into contented bliss.
God, he was beautiful. As much, if not more so, as that day in the barn when she d
fallen in love.
Her own euphoria had settled, yet the battle between heartache and anger still
raged within her. She latched on to the anger and pushed at his shoulders, uncaring
that he hadn t quite landed. I gotta go.
What? He opened his eyes, confusion laced with leftover lust clouding them.
She blinked back the moisture prickling under her eyelids. Let me up.
Hesitating only a second, Clay unhooked his arms from under her knees and lifted
his weight. His cock slid from her pussy. She started to sit up but a hand on her chest
held her down. Don t move.
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You don t She snapped her mouth shut as his fingers slipped between her legs
and clasped the base of the plug.
Take a deep breath and exhale slowly while you push.
I know the drill. Still, she did as he instructed, and with a slight push, the butt
plug slid from her ass. She shivered as an aftershock ripped through her entire body.
Just lay there for a minute.
Lindsey threw an arm over her eyes. She wanted to tell him to shove his orders up
his ass, but she couldn t have moved now even if she wanted to. Her muscles felt
rubbery, and she wasn t sure if her legs would hold her. And suddenly she was very
tired, not just physically but mentally and emotionally.
Fighting Clay, trying to prove she could be what he needed, was taking its toll, and
clearly her efforts were wasted. He was as determined to keep her out of his other life as
she was to be in it. She wasn t giving up, but retreat was definitely the best option at
this point.
She rolled to one elbow and pushed herself upright. Clay handed her a tissue from
the box on the corner of her desk. He d already wrapped the plug in one and was
placing it, along with the lube, back in the case.
Lindsey slid to her feet, wobbled, then turned away to lower her skirt, button her
blouse and clean the remnants of sex with Clay from between her legs. She tossed the
tissue on top of the used condom in the wastebasket, making a mental note to be the
one to empty the trash.
You re in no shape to work. His hands landed on her shoulders. Come home
with me now.
I don t think so. She walked out from under his hands and around the desk to
retrieve her panties.
Then I ll wait for you.
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No. She located the scrap of silk sticking out from under the box she d moved off
the desk earlier. Stooping to pry them loose, she kept her back to Clay as she slipped
them on and smoothed down her skirt. Take Dad s truck. I ll get Tyler to bring me out
after we close.
Shit, I knew this would get complicated.
Complicated? The bridge of her nose burned with unshed tears, but she bit her
lip hard enough to reroute the pain from her heart to her mouth and spun to face him.
How is this complicated?
You want too much.
Excuse me? She folded her arms over her chest. I haven t asked you for a
goddamn thing.
His head poked through the neck of his T-shirt, and he smoothed the gray cotton
over his chest and abs and into the waistband of his jeans. He didn t say it, but the arch
of his brow mocked her.
Heat blazed across her face. Okay, only what you know you want too. So don t
blame me. I m not the one with the problem.
She slid her feet into her heels and headed for the door. He beat her to it and stood
in her path. Lindsey tried to back up, but he clasped her upper arms and drew her
against him, close enough to feel his breath on her cheek.
I m not the kind of man you need. His gaze bore into hers as he brushed her hair
back, fingers flexing to gather a handful at her nape. You need someone normal.
And do you think I haven t tried a few of those? She snorted. I m not asking you
to be anything other than who you are.
His gaze narrowed, and it occurred to Lindsey that perhaps his contradictory
behavior was because he wanted her to force his hand. He kept saying no, kept pushing
her away, trying to convince her they wouldn t work. And yet, at the same time, he
wouldn t let her go.
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Reaching up, she palmed the side of his face. You re probably right. Maybe I do
want more from you than you re willing to give. But maybe I m only pushing you
because I know you can give it to me. It s part of your life. The thing you don t seem to
get is, I want that life too. And that won t change no matter how many times you tell
yourself otherwise.
Lindsey
She placed her fingers over his mouth. You ve got some thinking to do. She ran
her thumb over his lower lip. And I need to get to work.
This time when she pulled away, he let her go. She stepped around him, removed
the chair and opened the door. Music flooded the quiet space as she stopped in the
doorway, hand on the knob. Clay?
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