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fucking long.
    "Mine," I growled again just before I moved back enough to take her hips and start to work her deep and fast, like I knew she loved it. I had no fucking clue why she'd come to me, but I didn't care. I was going to make her scream my name at least once tonight. I wanted to hear it. Needed to.
    "Yeah," she whispered through her moans.
    "Come for me, Lena. Let me hear my name on your pretty pink tongue." I turned us, pulling out of her only long enough to force her down on top of the desk for me. I didn't waste any time taking my place; balls-deep inside of her again. She wanted sex? I was giving it to her like no other man could. My heart was too invested in the woman not to let her have any part of me she wanted.
    "Oh, gosh!" She cried out as her muscles tightened and her hips undulated, causing her pretty ass to shake for me.
    I squeezed her tightly and rocked into her as I angled my dick to hit her right where I knew she liked it. The sound of her riding the orgasm out was almost too much for me to handle. Hot wouldn't even start to cover it.
    I realized that I didn't have a condom, which meant very little. I simply wouldn't come. It was about her, anyway. About her need. No way was I letting myself go inside of her with no possibility of us raising the child it might create together. I couldn't chance that.
    She came hard, crying out my name over and over. Tears blurred my vision, but I forced them away, not letting myself dive into the emotional depravity that losing her had pulled me toward.
    I pulled out and bent down, pressing kisses to her pretty ass and licking at her wetness, needing to taste her, to remember every part of her should she leave me again after the moment was over.
    It only took a minute more and she released her second orgasm on my tongue. I drank every bit of her--wanting more, but knowing by the trembling of her pretty body that she'd had enough.
    I kissed her ass one more time and stood up, turning to gather my clothes. "How did you find the place?"
    "My grandma told me." She stood and turned to face me, sliding her hands behind her and looking like a fucking playgirl stretched out across my desk. She knew how hot she was.
    I chuckled. "I love your grandmother. Wish I had one of my own. Love her funny jokes."
    She laughed and moved to gather her clothes, too. It was a good thing; I was close to climbing on the desk and mounting her again. My body screamed for release, but I ignored it.
    "Did you come?" She tugged her jeans up her legs as she licked at her lips.
    "No, but it's all good. I didn't have a condom." I shrugged.
    I pulled my shirt over my head and ran my fingers through my hair as I watched her. There wasn't a thing about her that didn't turn me into a raging inferno of lucky. Her dark skin and black hair were from her father's side, but the button nose, green eyes and pretty smile was the Irish part - her mother. She was built like a woman should be, not too tall, with nice-sized tits and curves that went on for days. My cock hardened painfully in my jeans, and I realized that even though the moment was over, I had a long night of fucking myself ahead of me.
    "You've been with other women this last year. I know you." She gave me a cheeky grin, and where I wanted to be cute with her, something in me had died. She wasn't the same girl, and I most certainly wasn't the same man. Her abandoning me completely had left me broken, but not completely destroyed. Trusting her wasn't part of the deal. At least, not anymore.
    "I wanted my life to be with you, remember?" I shrugged and tugged on my boots.
    "I know that, but things are... complicated." Her voice softened, and there was no way I could look up at her. I was fooling myself to think I wasn't completely lost to her. I was. I just didn't want to admit it just yet.
    "Yeah. They always are." I stretched and let out a yawn. "So what now, Lena? We shake hands and you go back to your life, and I go back to mine?"
    "I'm not willing to