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incredible this feels, that tingling buildup at
the base of my spine beginning.
    “This is different,” he whispers, pressing his lips
against the back of my neck.
    My heart blips. “What?”
    For a long moment, he doesn’t speak, and I begin to think I
only wished I heard him. And then.... “You. Me. This. It is different,
Abbi. I can’t explain how or why, but I need you to believe that.”
    “I do,” I moan, blood beginning to flood between my legs,
swelling my flesh, my core begging for relief.
    I do because I need to. Because Henry is quickly becoming everything to me.
    “You’re mine.”
    “I’m yours.”
    “I want this to work between us.”
    “Yes!” I manage to get out through pants.
    “You’re about to come,” he grits out, his cock swelling more
inside me with each thrust, telling me he’s not far behind me. His fingers, now
slick, work against my clit with a sense of urgency, hard and fast circles that
make me want to spread my legs wide for him.
    The rush hits me and my muscles begin to contract. In answer,
he angles his hips to thrust harder into me, the sensation so overwhelming I’m
unable to hold back my cries of ecstasy as a mind-paralyzing, explosive orgasm
rips through my body, leaves me a quivering mess.
    “Fuck!” Henry presses his mouth against the back of my neck
to muffle his cries. I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, spilling his semen
into me, leaving me slick and sore and so utterly satisfied.
    Silence surrounds us as we lie on the table, limp, him draped
on top of me, his heartbeat pounding against my back. I stare at his handsome profile
as he catches his breath.
    Finally he turns to meet my gaze in the mirror with hooded
eyes. “Every time we do this, I just want it more.”
    I smile at him. “Me, too.”
    “I think I should just keep you here and fuck you for the
next three months.”
    “How is that any different than what’s happening right now?”
I smile.
    “I’d have to fire you.”
    Oh . “I don’t think I like the sound of being fired.”
    “You’d get over it.”
    “And what would everyone say?”
    “That you must know how to suck a mean cock.”
    “Oh my God. No.” I giggle.
    “I love your laugh.” He closes his eyes and heaves a sigh.
    “I know. We have to go.”
    “We have to go.” Laying a kiss on the back of my shoulder,
he pulls himself up and quickly unties my wrists, examining the creases in the
silk material with a frown. “Well, this one’s ruined.”
    I peel myself off the table but have to lean against the
table for support momentarily, my legs wobbly.
    Henry smooths my skirt down over my hips, then reaches up to
fill his hands with my breasts, running the pads of his thumbs over my nipples.
“You good?”
    “I think so.”
    I’m treated to one deep kiss, my head falling back as Henry
plunders my mouth with his tongue. “Thank you. For believing me, and sticking
by me.” He breaks free abruptly and, tugging his pants up, he heads for his
bedroom. “I have to be out there when my father lands or he’ll tear me a new
one. He’s going to tear me a new one anyway.”
    The Mr. William Wolf, tearing Henry a new one. I
can’t imagine that, considering how daunting Henry himself can be. But I
shouldn’t be too concerned about that. Now that I’m no longer ensnared in Henry’s
overpowering haze, I remember the real issues at hand.
    And the fact that I’ll be meeting very important people
shortly, with Henry’s cum running down my thigh.
    There’s nothing graceful about this. I fish my blouse and
bra from the floor and walk awkwardly to the small powder room to clean up, my
nylons and panties still down at my knees.
    We reappear in the living room at the same time, Henry looking
perfectly put together again, aside from the tie around his neck, which he’s in
the process of retying. The first time he’s ever done that himself in my
presence.
    “So, your dad knows all about this already?”
    “Yes. I had the pleasure of