by Nikki Paris
Ash
One year later
The office was empty except for us, and Camden’s lips were hot on my neck. I laughed and said, “Babe, we’re supposed to be finishing the place cards for Lena.”
“Mhm.” Camden’s lips were on my collarbone now, and his hands unbuttoned my shirt. He pressed my breasts together and buried his face in my cleavage, licking and kissing.
“Ooh, that feels good,” I sighed.
He stopped to give me a sexy grin. “Does it, Ash? So you’re still into the sex even though we’re engaged now?”
I shrugged and laughed. “I mean, if you’re asking if my panties are soaked right now, the answer is yes. If you’re wondering if I want your dick inside of me, again, yes. If you want to know if my heart is racing because of you, well, then yes.”
Camden laughed and kissed me. “So, chair sex or desk sex? You pick.”
I nibbled on his ear. “Chair sex. I want to ride you.”
“I will never get tired of you talking dirty to me.”
I laughed. “Take off your clothes and sit your ass down in that chair.”
“So bossy.” Camden grinned at me and pulled his shirt off, then slid out of his pants.
“God, you’re so hot.” My eyes traveled all over his chiseled body, lingering on his hard, erect penis.
“Ash, you don’t have to call me God.” He had a smile on his lips and sex in his eyes, and he was all mine.
I laughed, remembering our first post-club hook-up. Who would have thought I’d meet my soulmate at a club, two weeks after I’d finalized my divorce? Who would have thought he’d be five years younger than me, and so unbelievably cool about infertility?
So far, we’d decided that surrogacy wasn’t for us. We weren’t ready to dive into the adoption process yet, but it stayed on the table, and we kept an open, respectful dialogue about it. For now, Camden and I were enjoying each other, and working our asses off to help kids at Bright Starts. We’d figure the rest out, piece by piece when we were ready.
I slid out of my dress and pushed him down onto my desk chair. I lowered myself, backward, onto his dick, sighing when I felt it enter me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and moaned while I rocked my hips.
“Fuck yeah, Ash. I think reverse cowboy, in your desk chair, is one of my top five favorite positions.” He cupped my naked breasts as I rocked my hips harder and faster until we were both out of breath, and he came inside of me.
I loved feeling him spill into me without any thought of pregnancy. I loved knowing that Camden held no expectations or disappointment about what my body could or couldn’t do. He loved every single part of me, and he had my back.
I sighed and leaned against him. “I love you, Camden. You make me feel the way that every woman wants to feel.”
His lips grazed my ear. “How do I make you feel, Ash?”
“Sexy, desirable, safe…”
He laughed. “I mean, under normal circumstances, I’d be a little offended by the ‘safe’ part, but coming from you, it’s one of the best compliments I’ve ever received.” He kissed my neck. “You make me feel safe, too, Ash. You’re like the forever home I never had but always wanted.”
My heart melted. “We’re pretty lucky, huh?”
“The luckiest.”
About The Author
Nikki Paris
I write sweet and steamy novels and novellas. I love coffee, rum, and the word f*ck. My other hobbies include creating Pinterest fails, and pretending I enjoy working out.
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Books By This Author
All Right, Kid
A standalone novel
Skylar
I’m a walking cliché, and I’ve been in love with my best friend’s older brother almost my entire life. But to him, I’m just the funny “kid” that owns his ass at video games. Speaking of that, if he calls me “kid” one more time I’m going to punch his stupid, hot face. And that’d be great if he could stop being such a playboy dumbass and grow up.
Derrick
What the hell? When did annoying little Skylar get hot? God, it’s fun to mess with her and get under her skin. It’s just a little flirting – no harm done. It’s not like I’m going to try to date her. Just dating one girl would bore the hell out of me, and my sister has already demanded that I leave Skylar alone. No problem. Only, I can’t actually seem to leave her alone…