Only Mine (Honey Mountain #5)(67)

Kressa was on her feet and moving toward the door. I don’t know if she was scared of Dylan or if she realized her intentions were not reciprocated or both—both would work. “I’m just going to head out. Thanks for your time. Take care.” She pulled the door closed behind her.

I tossed the folders beside me and sat on the edge of the desk with my arms folded.

“Well, did you just have sex with her?” Her arms flailed around.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? You walked in on us. Did it look like we were having sex?”

“I don’t know, Wolf. You looked awfully comfortable down on your knees for her,” she hissed and stalked toward the door, but I was on her heels. I reached for her forearm and turned her around.

“No fucking way are you going to pull that shit with me. I was not down on my fucking knees. I was bent down because she was crying, and I’m not a monster.”

“Tawny told me that was Kressa. So, your ex-girlfriend just happens to stop by your office unexpectedly, and then she starts crying? Do you expect me to believe that?”

“I don’t know why the fuck you wouldn’t. That’s exactly what happened. I haven’t seen her in years, and she showed just up because she heard I was back in town.”

She narrowed her gaze. “What did she want?”

“She wanted to see if I was single and if I wanted to give things a shot again. It’s ridiculous.”

“Sure, it is. What did you tell her?”

I moved into her space because the fact that she was riding my ass like I’d committed a crime when we weren’t even in an actual relationship was madness. “Why the fuck do you care?” I raised a brow as my hands wrapped around her wrists so she wouldn’t run.

“Because we had a deal, and I wanted to see if you were breaking it.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I growled, my mouth moving to her ear. “So you could say I fucked you over and that all men suck, and this little… arrangement could end because it’s getting fucking complicated, and you don’t like that.”

She whimpered this little sound, but it made my chest squeeze. “What did you tell her?”

“I told her I was in a relationship. Because whatever the fuck this is, it makes me happy. I don’t want anyone else. And I know that fucking scares you, and it scares me, too. And maybe it will end in a day or two. Who the fuck knows? But I told her I wasn’t interested because I was with someone else.”

I had my hand on her neck, and I pulled back to look at her. She lunged forward, her mouth colliding with mine, and I walked her backward toward the door so I could lock the handle. Our mouths never lost contact.

“Fuck, Minx. I missed you.”

“I missed you, too,” she said against my mouth as I reached for the hem of her skirt and tugged it up around her waist. I lifted her off the floor, and her legs wrapped around me as I walked her toward the desk and sat her ass there.

She reached for the button on my dress slacks and had my cock free in seconds before my mouth was on hers again.

“I still hate you,” she said.

I pulled back and reached for my wallet in my back pocket. Our breaths were labored, and I wanted her so badly I couldn’t wait another second.

“I hate you, too,” I said, pulling a condom out and tossing my wallet onto the desk.

“Give it to me.” She took the foil packet from me, tearing it open with her teeth and looking like a fucking goddess as she did so. She slowly rolled the latex over my throbbing cock, and I closed my eyes to stay in control. The feel of her hand on me. Her breath so close to my mouth.

She tangled her hands in my hair, pulling my mouth back to hers before I reached down and teased her entrance with the tip of my erection.

“Please, Wolf,” she whispered, and that’s all I needed to hear. I drove into her, over and over again, and we were both needy as hell.

She leaned back, arching her chest up, hair falling all over my desk, and I unbuttoned her blouse and tugged her lace bra down to expose her perfect tits. My mouth came over her nipple, and I pumped into her, knowing she was close. My hand came down between us, and I rubbed her clit the way I knew she wanted me to. I pulled my mouth from hers and moved to her ear.

“We have to be quiet, Minx.”

“Then kiss me,” she whispered, her breaths coming fast, and my mouth covered hers again as she dug her nails into the back of my neck, and she tightened around me so much I couldn’t hold on. She exploded and cried into my mouth, and I went right over the fucking edge with her, and a guttural sound left my throat as I came harder than I ever had in my life.

We continued to move, riding out every last bit of pleasure, and I thrust into her over and over.

We finally slowed.

Our movements.

Our breaths.

Our need.

I pulled back to look at her, stroking the hair away from her face. Her forehead was damp with sweat, and her eyes were sated.

“Just another day at the office, huh?”

She smiled. “That was something.”

I slowly pulled out of her and helped her to her feet. I pulled off the condom and grabbed some tissue from my desk, wrapping it up and tossing it into the trash can.

Dylan adjusted her bra, buttoned her blouse, and pulled her skirt down as I tucked myself back in and crossed my arms over my chest.