“Your room?” he asked between kisses while walking down the only hallway. She pointed aimlessly, but he found it. He kicked the door closed as he strode to the bed, setting her down beside it. He continued kissing her while they frantically toed off shoes and tugged and pulled at each other’s clothing, only breaking away to pull their shirts free. When they were both naked, he pulled away, caressing her face with his hands while he caressed her body with his gaze. “You’re so beautiful, baby.” He picked her up and laid her on the bed. “You don’t know how many times I dreamed about actually being in this room with you.”
Oh, she could only guess it was as many times as she’d envisioned being in his.
Ian crawled onto the bed above her. His tall, toned frame hovered over. He supported his weight with one arm, barely touching her, as his lips found her nipple. She cried out when he bit it lovingly and suckled it, drawing it to the roof of his mouth, his free hand finding the other one.
He alternated kissing, sucking one nipple and then the other. Back and forth, until she was writhing beneath him. She lifted her hips, making contact with his engorged cock. He growled around her nipple and thrust his cock against her. She clawed at his back, loving the feel of touching him, of him touching her. On a groan, he leaned away and reached for his jeans, pulling out a condom and rolling it on in record time. When he hovered over her again, she rubbed her pussy against his hard length, aligning him at her entrance. He flexed his hips on impulse, and she gasped as he breached her.
He pulled his mouth away from the breasts he was ravishing and stared down at her, his swollen lips inches from hers. Their gazes locked and he pushed in farther, thrusting slowly. The look in his eyes almost undid her. They were so full of emotion she almost believed he did love her. But she wouldn’t get her hopes up. She had to be smart about this, try to detach herself from her feelings.
He thrust hard, his eyes narrowing as he grabbed her hip and angled her for deeper penetration. “What are you thinking?” His next thrust was even harder than the last and she cried out at the pleasure. He kissed her ear. “Something sad crossed your eyes.”
She shook her head, not wanting to voice her thoughts. She slid her hands down his back and squeezed his ass as she shoved her hips up, grinding into him. He groaned, his question clearly forgotten, and drove into her with maddening force.
“Oh God, Ian!”
“You feel so good, baby.” His mouth was everywhere he could reach. Her throat, her breasts, her ears, her lips, kissing her urgently while she clutched him as tightly as she could. “Cassie, I love you.”
No. She didn’t want to think about that. She shook her head and held her breath, not even letting air in her lungs for fear his soul would find its way into her heart.
He slowed and looked at her, caressing her face. “You don’t believe me?” he asked, hurt crossing his eyes.
“I don’t want to think about that.”
He nodded, resolved. “I want a chance to prove it to you. I know I’ll have to earn your trust again, but baby, please know that I’ll never do anything to hurt you ever again.”
Her breath caught and tears formed, leaking over. Everything just seemed so hopeful, yet hopeless. Ian kissed them away as he gently started thrusting again. The frantic urgency subsiding, he made love to her slowly, reverently, whispering how beautiful she was and how sorry he felt for hurting her. They held each other tightly as they kissed and climbed toward that precipice together.
When Cassie went over, screaming his name, Ian kissed her hard, his hand sliding down to gently collar her throat. It was a mark of possession, and she found it extremely erotic, dragging out her orgasm as he thrust harder into her, shouting his own release.
As they both came down, he stroked her hair, kissed her lips, and she clung to him, not wanting to let him go.
“I do love you, Cassie. I want you to be mine again. Forever.”
She was overwhelmed by the emotions rushing through her. But in a good way. She no longer wanted to hold back. “I-I love you too, Ian. That’s why this has been so hard.”
She felt his muscles relax at her admission, and he nodded his head against hers. “Never again. I’ll never hurt you again. I’ll show you I can deserve your love, baby.”
He kissed her before rolling over and pulling her against him, stroking her hair. She sat quietly, wondering what would happen now. They loved each other but lived in different states. She guessed they could go back to their digital romance and get together on weekends, but that didn’t sound very appealing after having felt his touch.
“They fired Mac,” Ian murmured, playing with her locks.
“Oh yeah?” She wondered how many more would be on the chopping block during this restructuring.
“Mm-hmm. After he threatened to fire me if I said anything to the executive staff about what happened, I decided I could play just as dirty as him. I went to Mr. Winthrop and told him that your help was instrumental in the changes to the application and that Mac didn’t tell me he was going to keep that from them. I reiterated my idea that we keep several positions from the southern office open, and he agreed it was a good idea.”
Cassie’s brain was churning. “Y-You asked to keep some of the people onboard?”
“Yeah, baby. I did the plan according to how Mac wanted me to, and I agree that it
