Page 101 of The Maverick
“Yeah?”
“You’re not alone in this, okay?” Remi looked at me for confirmation. “Whether it’s Ashton, The Trogyn, or the CIA, just let us know what you need.”
The other boys reiterated the same.
“Thanks, guys,” I said, appreciating their friendship more than they knew. But right now, my brain wasn’t functioning properly. My dick wanted my wife.
I ended the call and spun the chair to face my wife—I loved referring to her that way—who straddled me. My dick hardened, wanting to be inside her.
“This is a pleasant surprise.” I cupped her breast—so soft and supple.
“Your meeting took too long,” she murmured. “I didn’t want to wait anymore.”
“Is there something you need?” I played with her nipples, yanking each one.
“You looked stressed earlier, so I thought I’d be a thoughtful secretary and help you release the tension.” She straddled me and looped her arms around my neck, massaging it.
“Don’t stop,” I begged. “It feels really good.”
“How does this feel?” She gyrated her hips, arousing the hell out of me.
I growled as I removed a hand from her breast to palm her. Then I tugged the sheer panties aside and slid two fingers inside her. Wetness coated them.
Her pink tongue swept across her lips, and I watched its every move.
“You’re the sexiest secretary I’ve ever had.”
“And you are the hottest boss I’ve ever had.” Her hand caressed the back of my neck.
“I’ll be expecting this kind of assistance whenever I work from home.” I bent and claimed a nipple while my fingers continued to pump into her.
She arched toward me. “Yes, sir.”
I growled and sucked her nipple harder.
Our eyes connected, and the sexual tension snapped. We were all over each other withour hands, mouths, teeth, and tongues. In seconds, she was on my conference table with her legs spread wide for me. I buried my facebetween her legs, inhaling her addictive scent and loving every crevice.
She cried out, filling my office with her blissful sounds of pleasure.
I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted to thrust my dick into her, take her in my office. But tonight, I wanted her in my bed. This was a dream I’d thought about constantly.
Scooping her into my arms, I carried her out of my office, down the hallway, up the stairs, and into my bedroom. I placed my sexy wife on the bed and looked down at her. She was so hot.
“I’m having you in my bed tonight. We’re sharing a room from now on.”
“Is that going in our new contract?” She smirked.
“If you want.” I stripped off my clothes and hovered over her, taking in every detail of her beautiful face. “I love that smart mouth of yours.”
With so much affection in her eyes, she cupped the side of my face. “Attikus?”
“Yes, Lily Pad.”
“Kiss me.”
Our mouths crashed into each other like a wild storm that wouldn’t end. She gave, and I took. I offered, and she responded with the same hunger. This woman was my perfect match.
When we broke for breath, she looked at me with amusement in her eyes. “Whistler?”
