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not hard, just enough to drive me wild as I push against him again.
    “Fuck me—harder!” I gasp out.
    The swift thrust fulfills his promise and Drew inhales sharply. His cock swells in me; he's fighting a battle to keep himself from finishing.
    I'm so close , I want to come, to feel him come inside me. I move one hand from where it grips the edge of the table so hard my knuckles are pale, thinking to stroke myself, to help him bring me past the brink, but he grabs my hand before I can do more.
    “You'll come when I decide," he purrs cruelly.
    “Let me—ahhh—fuck—let me come!”
    “So needy,” Drew says as he thumbs my clit in a circle.
    Between the hard thrusts, his vigorous stroking of my clit, the filthy words I speak, and the low growl he lets out in my ear, I’m finally, finally gone, my world going hot and white with pleasure as I come on his cock in delicious waves.
    Collapsing to the table as my body shakes with static and heat, I realize he's stilled behind me. He pulls out, and I wonder silently if he'd come. I didn't feel it, was that because of the condom? Maybe I was too wrapped up in my own mind numbing orgasm. I'm disappointed—I really wanted to feel him come.
    “Get up.” He turns me around, hoists me onto the table top. His cock is still clearly at full mast. A wicked smirk curves on his lips as he grasps my legs and slides me further back on the table before climbing over me, resting just between my thighs.
    He leans down to kiss me again, my eyes closing. His cock-head nudges at me, feeding into my pussy with ease. It doesn’t matter that I’ve just come, that I’m so spent, he’s unrelenting.
    This is different, more intimate, as his body covers mine. He kisses me senseless while his hips thrust, thrust, thrust . I love the feel of him as he goes hard and deep.
    He’s panting, eyes unfocused. His groan is as deep as the earth's core as he hits a spot that makes me sob. Helplessly, I tighten around him, clenching hard in my pleasure.
    “Fuck,” he gasps. “Fuck you’re too tight, fuck.” He’s pulls up, only his tip inside of me.
    “So good,” I moan. “It’s so good. Please, please, Drew.”
    “Lucy.” The strangled way he says my name shakes my heart.
    I love the way it feels, so clenched around him he has to force every thrust. I want to feel every inch of him, want to feel him spill inside of me.
    He strikes a nerve somewhere deep inside me, I’m done. My world goes dark, then light, my body shakes, and there is pleasure and pleasure and pleasure as I reach the stars.
    He convulses with me, flexing as he comes, and it's all so wet and warm I can't tell if the condom is even there anymore.
    Drew collapses on top of me, panting into the hollow of my neck. I feel the slick of his sweat, it reminds me of what we just did and how stupid it was. I shouldn’t have done this, shouldn’t be doing this, not with him.
    And double fuck, I realize I was right—it’s too warm inside of me.
    He pulls out and rolls to the side of the table, rolling off the condom. I hear him swear and want to swear myself because I see it, too. It broke. The fucking condom is torn.
    I let him come inside me and the condom broke .

Chapter 6
Drew
    A fter the first night with Lucy, I can’t get enough. Kissing her, touching her, pulling her aside for “one on one meetings” every chance I get. There are days we get to “meet” more than once, but it’s definitely not every day. Sometimes, there’s too much going on, sometimes she’s so busy and I’m so busy that we can’t get a spare moment, but when we have one? There’s nothing I want more than her.
    A couple of times she’s told me we shouldn’t be doing this, that it’s unprofessional or whatever the fuck. Like I give a shit. A manager with benefits is no fucking problem with me. She’s good at her job, she’s keeping everything running smoothly, and on top of that, she’s a hell of a lay.
    Doesn’t hurt that since her walls