![]() ![]() “I wouldn’t be half as successful without you,” he said, kneeling down in front of me as he shed his navy blue blazer. “It wouldn’t be half as successful without you,” he whispered as my breathing escalated. I pulled it up to my waist as he leaned in, intent on keeping my attention above while he worked me down below. Raise your skirt,” he matter-of-factly said, as if the words he’d just said didn’t have my pulse racing. Happily meeting his demand, I pulled up my favorite black pencil skirt, took them off, and swung them in front of his face with my index finger. ![]() “Yes,” I said, my body drawing tight at the command of his voice. If I remember correctly from this morning, they are red lace.” ![]() “What?” Nate had never initiated sex at work since the night I roller-skated my way into his right side. “I need you to pull down your panties,” he said tightly. When he pulled away, his voice was hoarse. He chased my lips and kissed me breathless. I looked at the man who had literally done everything in his power to prove his love and brushed my lips against his. “You know we’re only as good as our last story, Stella. “This weekend will be over before you know it, and I’m having a hard time with the interview issue. ![]()
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