Rush(66)

“If you don’t hurry up I’m going to leave you behind,” he rasped out. “Get there, Mia. I don’t have long.”

She hurried to finger her clit again, pressing in and rotating in a tight circle. “Oh God, oh God,” she chanted.

“That’s it, baby. That’s it. I’m going to come all in you. The only thing better will be when I get to come inside that sweet ass.”

Those dirty, illicit words sent her hurtling right over the edge. Her back bowed and her other hand slapped the desk as she exploded around his cock in a wet rush. Hot semen splashed into her pussy, making his entry easier. He fucked her until his cream ran down to where the plug was firmly wedged in her ass. Sweat beaded his brow and exertion showed on his face. But when he opened his eyes, they glowed with primal heat.

For a long moment he stood there, looking down at her, pumping his hips against her ass. Then finally he pulled out, leaving her limp and sated on the desk.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growled. “My cum running down your ass. It’s dripping on the floor. Your pussy is swollen and full of my cream. Just like it should be.”

Oh man she loved it when he talked dirty. She shuddered and her pussy squeezed, forcing more of the liquid onto the floor.

“Jesus, Mia. You’re so fucking hot. I can’t wait to fill that ass with it.”

He lowered her legs and then reached for her arms, pulling her up so he could lift her down from the desk. His semen slid down the insides of her legs the moment she stood, and she wobbled unsteadily as she tried to gain her footing.

“Go clean up,” he said huskily. “Leave the plug in until I take it out.”

On shaking legs, she went into his bathroom, the plug burning and arousing her all over again as she walked. The pressure was overwhelming and wonderful.

The minute she walked back out of the bathroom, Gabe was there waiting for her. He hauled her against his chest and gave her a punishing kiss that left her breathless.

“Do not disobey me again,” he warned.

“Sorry,” she said softly. “I forgot.”

His eyes gleamed as he stared down into her face. “Bet you won’t forget next time.”





chapter twenty



Sulking was juvenile and immature but damn if she wasn’t pouting like a damn two-year-old. The damn man knew precisely what he was doing to her and she was having serious fantasies about all the ways she could make him suffer.

Even after the mind-blowing orgasm he’d given her, she was restless and on edge. She needed to come again! That damn plug was driving her insane, and he knew it.

He just sat across the room at his desk, acting like they hadn’t just fucked like monkeys on that same desk.

His intercom went off, not an unusual occurrence, and Mia typically ignored him and focused on whatever task Gabe had set to her for that particular day. But when she heard what Eleanor said, she immediately tuned in while trying to appear as though she weren’t paying the slightest bit of attention.

“Mr. Hamilton, uh, Mrs. Hamilton is here to see you, sir.”

Gabe straightened, a frown marring his face. “My mother? Send her in, of course.”

There was a light, uncomfortable cough. “No, sir. She says she’s your wife.”

Mia barely controlled her mouth before it fell open. Wow, that took some balls to show up at her ex-husband’s office claiming to be Mrs. Hamilton.

“I don’t have a wife,” Gabe said icily.

There was a sigh and Mia felt sorry for Eleanor. This had to be incredibly awkward for her.

“She says she won’t leave until you see her, sir.”

Oh shit. This couldn’t end well.

She glanced up, expecting Gabe to be furious. But he looked cool and unflappable. As if his ex-wife coming by his office were an everyday occurrence.

“Give me a minute and send her in,” Gabe said flatly.

He glanced up at Mia. “If you’ll excuse us, please. You can wait with Eleanor or go take a break.”

Mia rose, only too glad to be out of his office. The temperature had dropped a good twenty degrees. She walked as fast as she was able with that damn plug up her ass. She’d just stepped out the door when Gabe’s ex came down the hall.

Mia had seen her before. She’d seen pictures. Lisa was a beautiful woman. Tall and elegant without a hair out of place. The perfect wife for a man such as Gabe. She looked as polished and wealthy as Gabe himself.

They made a striking couple, Mia had to admit. With Lisa’s silver-blond hair and Gabe’s nearly black hair, they provided a perfect contrast. Lisa’s eyes were a cool green while Gabe’s were a rich, deep blue.

Lisa walked by her, smiling lightly in Mia’s direction as she passed. It was mortifying for Mia to be standing there with a plug Gabe had inserted not long before as his ex-wife paraded by. Her face had to be on fire.