de you," he grunts

bs his shaft, lining it up with my most sensitive spot. He grun

ns loudly, his body starting to shake. He meets my hips with his,

last time , his seed bursting inside me. I

. He opens his eyes and smiles

urs. "You're the best

ents and then I lifted myself up, rolling off of him. He grins at

ime," h

again and pulls out a necklace, holding it out.

les at me and then slips it on, hi

urs. I smile at him and the

ing a little sad. He didn't say goodbye before he left. I roll

wering quickly. I brush my hair and th

down at my desk and then see Mr. Smith watching m

My phone rings a minute later, his name com

murmurs

I gi

ght." He hangs up the phone and I grin, feeling happy. It's crazy

up, seeing Mr. Smith

I ask

k in his chair. "I just find it interesti

eks burning. "And?" I ask softly. I

It's interesting that you went with him

my mind going blank. H

er. He chuckles and then lo

didn't think you could marry him w

I just didn't tell you," I murmured. I swall

back from me. "I need to go to

oom, feeling cold. How did he know that I married

to a meeting too, standing up. It's time to m

table. All the directors are there, except Mr. Sm

then sits down, looking at

ly. "I know I'm new as the CEO but I have a lot of

speech, nodding along with everyone else. He's go

out of the room. I see Mr. Smith again, smirk

o my desk, feeling stressed.

ack down at my desk, ignorin

and then stand up a

I need to figure out what I'm doing and get it together. I c

, heading back inside. I need to find out why M

phone. I dial his number and then hold the phone

el

meet me at the coffee shop a few blocks away. I nod and then agree