It was like having two cocks at once, and never in her wildest fantasies had she even gone there.
The blunt head of his dick pressed against her opening made smaller by the plug. He pushed, forcing his way inside her body.
“Touch yourself,” he said in a strained voice. “Use your fingers, Mia. Make it easier for me to take you. I want this to be good for you. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She reached down, sliding her fingers over her clit. God, it felt so good.
“That’s it,” he purred. “You’re taking me, baby. Keep touching yourself. Make it feel good.”
He pressed in halfway and then lunged forward, forcing himself the rest of the way in. She nearly came up off the desk and the cry lodged in her throat. She had to take her hand away because she nearly orgasmed on the spot. And she wanted this to last. She wanted to enjoy every second.
It was down and dirty, a race to completion. He fucked her long and hard, riding her in a relentless, forceful rhythm that had her gasping with every breath.
“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.
“Thank you,” Lisa murmured.
Mia shut the door behind her and waffled a moment over the ethics of what she was contemplating.
Fuck it. What’s the worst that could happen? Another spanking?
She placed her ear against the door and then glanced nervously down the hall to make sure no one could see her. She was dying of curiosity, and okay, maybe she was a teensy bit threatened by Lisa’s visit. It made her feel insecure and…jealous. She could admit to jealousy regarding the other woman. After all, she’d had what Mia didn’t and would never have.
Gabe’s heart.
She listened intently and finally she caught their words as their voices rose.
“I made a mistake, Gabe. Can you not forgive that? Are you willing to turn your back on what we had?”
“You were the one who walked out,” he said, his tone so cold that Mia shivered. “That was your choice. It was also your choice to lie about our relationship and to make a mockery of everything we shared. I didn’t turn my back on you, Lisa. You turned yours on me.”
“I love you,” she said in a softer voice that had Mia straining to hear. “I miss you. I want us back together. I know you still have feelings for me. I can see it in your eyes. I’ll grovel, Gabe. I’ll do whatever I have to in order to convince you that I’m sorry.”
Damn it but they must have moved farther from the door. She couldn’t hear!
“What in the world are you up to?”
She stood straight up, bolting upward in fright. “Damn it, Ash! You scared me to death!”
He crossed his arms over his chest and regarded her in amusement. “Is there any particular reason you have your ear glued to Gabe’s door? Did he lock you out? Already raised the boss’s ire? See, this is why you should come to work for me. I’d pet you and love you and be nice to you.”
“Oh for God’s sake, Ash. Shut up. I’m trying to eavesdrop here.”
“That much is evident,” he said dryly. “Who are we eavesdropping on?”
“Lisa came to see him,” she hissed. “And keep your voice down or they’ll hear us!”
Ash’s smile fizzled and a frown replaced his amusement. “Lisa as in his ex-wife Lisa?”
“That’s the one. I was trying to hear what was going on. All I got was that she’s sorry and she wants him back.”
“Over my dead body,” Ash muttered. “Move over so I can hear.”
Mia scooted back enough that they could put both their ears to the door. Ash held a finger up for Mia to be silent. Duh! She was the one trying to get him to shut up.
“Ah shit, she’s crying,” Ash muttered. “A crying woman is never a good thing. Gabe can’t stand it. He’s toast when a woman cries and that bitch knows it.”
“Don’t you think you’re being a bit harsh?” Mia murmured.
“She f— uh, she screwed him over royally, Mia. I was there. So was Jace. If you ever have any doubt, ask Jace how messed up he was when she went public with her lies. He’s a dumbass if he doesn’t toss her out of his office.”
“Well, that’s what I’m trying to find out if you would be quiet,” she said patiently.
“Right,” Ash said and fell silent as the two strained to hear once more.
“I won’t give up, Gabe. I know you love me and I still love you. I’m willing to wait. I know you have your pride.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” Gabe bit out.
“Oh shit, they’re coming this way,” Ash said. He grabbed Mia’s arm, dragged her down the hallway and then thrust her through the open door of his own office. “Sit,” he directed. “Act like we’ve been having a good ole time.”
He hurried around behind his desk and planted his butt in his chair before propping his feet on top of the polished surface. Not three seconds later, Lisa strode past, her face red with tears. She was putting on her sunglasses to hide the evidence as she disappeared.
“Just hang out here,” Ash said softly. “I wouldn’t want you to go back into the lion’s den so soon after that confrontation.”
A noise outside made them both look up again to see Jace start to walk by. He halted when he saw Mia and did a double take. He entered the office, a frown on his face, and Mia silently groaned. This was beyond awkward. She was stuck in Ash’s office with Jace and she had an anal plug up her ass while Gabe was next door fending off advances from his ex-wife.
“What’s going on? Why is Mia in here?”
Ash shook his head. “Am I not allowed to say hello to my best girl?”
“Knock it off, Ash. Don’t be a dick,” Jace growled. “Was that Lisa I saw walking through the lobby?”
“Yep,” Ash replied. “Hence the reason Mia is in here with me. I’m sparing her Gabe’s ire when he’s so fresh off his meet and greet with his ex.”
“What the fuck is she doing here?” Jace demanded.
It was clear that neither Ash nor Jace had any love for Lisa. Their loyalty to Gabe was strong and they’d banded together, closing ranks around Gabe after the divorce.
“Ash and I were eavesdropping outside Gabe’s door,” Mia said.
Jace lifted one eyebrow. “And you want to keep your job? Gabe would have your head and even I wouldn’t be able to save you from that.”
“Do you want to know what we heard or not?” she asked impatiently.
Jace stuck his head out the door, looked down toward Gabe’s office and then pushed back in, closing Ash’s door behind him. “Spill.”
“She wants him back,” Ash drawled. “She put on quite the show too.”
“Ah hell,” Jace muttered. “I hope he told her to fuck off.”
“I’m not sure what he told her,” Mia murmured. “Someone wouldn’t shut up so I could hear.”
“I guarantee you that Gabe didn’t fall for that line of shit,” Ash said, leaning back and crossing his arms over his chest.
Mia wasn’t so sure. After all, Gabe had been married to her. The breakup of their relationship had formed the basis of every single relationship that had come after, including her own with him. That said a lot about how affected he’d been. He may well be angry—she didn’t dispute that for a minute. But it didn’t mean he didn’t still love her and it didn’t mean he wouldn’t attempt to work things out if it meant having her back on his terms.
“I’ll kick his dumb ass,” Jace muttered.
He glanced at Mia and then reached over to ruffle her hair. “We still on for dinner tomorrow night? What time you want me to pick you up?”
“What? And I’m not invited?” Ash asked in horror.
“Don’t you have someone else to bother?” Jace asked.
Ash’s expression stiffened for a moment and then he muttered, “Family get-together. I’m bailing.”
Mia’s heart softened and even Jace grimaced in sympathy. Ash’s family and Ash were not on speaking terms. Not in any way. Ash didn’t even make a pretense. If his family was involved, he made it a point to be somewhere else. And most of the time it was with Jace or Gabe.