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  “Thank God,” she cried out before she heard a crashing sound. Before she could find out what it was, Phillip had her up on the desk with his cock inside her. As he feverishly moved in and out of her, she had to know what he had broken. Looking down, she found that it was her favorite picture.

  “You broke my picture of Dimitri!” she said, causing him to still inside her.

  He looked down at where the picture lay, broken, and then looked back up at her. His face broke into a grin before he said, “I’ll buy you a new one and bring it over.”

  She shot him an intimate smile as he nibbled at her lips. “Sounds good,” she said breathlessly. “Now, as you were.”

  Kissing her quickly, Phillip pulled away and started back to the feverish rhythm he had before.

  All Reese could do was hold on.

  The next day….

  “Oh, God,” Reese gasped as she held onto the back of her couch, her fingers gripping the cushions as Phillip pounded into her from behind. “Phillip, oh God,” she yelled out.

  Lifting her leg, he wrapped it around his waist and slowly moved inside her in slow, mind-blowing thrusts. He filled her completely and for the love of everything holy, she loved it. He was honestly the best lay ever. As his fingers bit into her thighs, his lips tracing kisses up her spine, all she could do was cry out, enjoying the feeling he was giving her. When he bit into her shoulder, she moaned but smiled when he kissed up her neck, sucking her lobe in his mouth. Reaching around her with his other hand, he cupped her sex, pressing his fingers against her clit before speeding up his strides, his body slapping against hers.

  “Oh, my, God.”

  Phillip’s chuckles tickled her ear as she shattered beneath his hand. Screaming out, she squeezed his cock with her body as he pushed harder inside her. Her hips dug into the back of the couch, but she didn’t care. She was flying up in the pretty, pink orgasm clouds. Collapsing, she fought for breath as Phillip moved frantically inside her until he finally came, his hard groan filling the room. Lying against her, he kissed up her shoulders, then her neck and jaw, before finding her mouth. Closing her eyes tight, she couldn’t believe how much she wanted this man, but God, did she ever.

  “This wasn’t supposed to happen,” she said, her eyes searching his.

  “Hey, all I did was bring over a picture frame. You attacked me,” he said with a dazzling grin.

  “Whatever! You pulled my bra down.”

  “And then you started to jack me off! I wasn’t walking away from that!”

  She thought for a moment, biting down on her lip as she held his gaze.

  “Okay, this is all true.”

  “I know, you jumped me.”

  “Whatever, it’s the last time though, Phillip. Seriously. We can’t keep doing this. It’s getting out of hand.”

  With a shrug, Phillip moved his lips along hers, kissing her so sensually that she completely forgot why it was a bad idea for her to be with him like this. As they parted, he picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his trim waist. Carrying her to the bed, he laid her down, kissing down the hollow of her neck as she felt him coming back to life between her legs. When he went in for another kiss, she stopped him.

  “Last time,” she said, sternly, even though she didn’t even believe herself.

  “Absolutely.”

  Her eyes narrowed but when he flashed a naughty smile, she could only smile back.

  Yup, she was in trouble.

  The following day…

  “What time does Claire get here?” Reese gasped as she yanked her clothes off as Phillip chucked his jeans to the side.

  “In an hour. Harper will be here, too. I’m leaving this afternoon for Canada.”

  She bit into her lip before asking, “How long will you be gone?”

  “About a week.”

  “Okay,” she said before he kissed her lavishly on the lips. “So we have roughly thirty minutes,” she asked between kisses.

  “Yup,” he said, hugging her close to his body and kissing her roughly on the lips. This time, she wanted to control this. Pushing him against the wall, Reese kissed down his gorgeous body, cupping his balls as she swirled her tongue along his nipples and then each ab. Dropping to her knees, she took him in her hand, squeezing the base of his thick erection, while looking up at him with a sneaky grin.

  “If you say last time, I’m going to poke you in the face with my dick,” he warned, a playful glint in his eyes.

  “It is the last time,” she said, before reaching up and biting his tattoo, which said ‘No biting’.

  Taking in a sharp breath, Phillip chuckled and thrust into her hand.

  “That’s what you said the last couple of times.”

  “This is true,” she whispered, taking him in her mouth, to the back of her throat. Pulling back, she looked up at him and smiled. “But you cheated.”

  “Cheated?” he asked, breathless, his body taut as he watched her and said, “How?”

  “You sent me a picture of your dick, and all I wanted was it in my mouth,” she said, before taking him deep in her mouth again. Reaching down, he moved her hair from her face, holding it all back as she moved him in and out. His sharp breaths were music to her ears as she picked up speed, taking him deeper and deeper. Cupping his balls, she squeezed as she raked her teeth up his cock, licking the tip as his groans filled the room. As she took him to the back in her throat, his fingers dug into her scalp as he slowly thrust into her mouth. She could feel him about to come. His body was visibly straining, his cock pulsating as she sped up, taking the whole length of him into her mouth, until he finally groaned in blissful agony, filling her mouth with his hot seed.

  Falling back on her haunches, she grinned up at his spent body, as he took in a lungful of air. Reaching out, she ran her hands up his thighs and abs before he reached for her, pulling her up on her feet to kiss her swollen mouth. Turning her so that her back was against the wall, he pushed open her legs before sliding his fingers into her slick folds. Moaning loudly, she arched against his hand as he kissed her slowly and teasingly, biting and nipping at her lips. Flicking her clit, he smiled as he asked, “Why don’t you just admit it? We like sleeping together.”

  “We do, I have no problem admitting that,” she said, looking up at him.

  “Then why does it always have to be one more time? Let’s just go with the flow.”

  Her eyes narrowed as his hand stilled between her legs.

  “I don’t want to be in a relationship.”

  “Who said anything about a relationship?” he asked, dipping his finger inside her. Her eyes drifted shut as she moaned out. “All I want to do is make you come, Reese, over and over again.”

  Opening her eyes, she looked up at him.

  “We’re just having fun?” she asked, needing that reassurance, because she felt like there could be more. And that was bad. Very bad.

  “Just having fun. I’m not done with you. I still want you.”

  “I want you,” she admitted, “but just sex. I’m emotionally unavailable.”

  “I get that, so am I, so let’s have lots of sex and have fun,” he said simply, his mouth curved in a devilish way that had her nodding her head.

  “Okay.”

  Leaning forward, he captured her mouth, kissing her deeply and causing her toes to curl as he started to fuck her with his fingers.

  “Now come for me,” he whispered against her lips.

  “Yes, God, yes,” she answered, closing her eyes as he moved his mouth down her jaw to her neck. She wasn’t sure if their ‘having fun’ was the best situation, but what the hell? He wanted to make her come, and who was she to stop him?

  Doing the middle splits on the wall, Reese watched as Claire worked hard to touch the wall with her thighs.

  “Almost there,” she encouraged, and was rewarded with a smile before Claire started to push harder against the wall.

  Reese pushed farther against the wall, too, to demonstrate how it was to be done and