(Casey’s POV)
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I had no idea how long we remained in that position. All I knew was that for more than a few minutes, I remained bent over the desk, with Jace’s weight on top of . I could feel him spread out over my back and I could also feel his heavy breathing against my damp skin. However, the longer we stayed that way, the more the cold air from the air conditioning unit dried up our sweaty bodies.
Soon, I felt him shift as he slowly lifted himself off . My body gave an involuntary jerk as his dick slipped out of . He staggered backward as if his legs were rubbery. Then he all but poured himself into the chair.
I ignored him as I slowly lifted myself off the desk as well, I refused to make eye contact with him as I lowered my skirt and tried to smoothen it over my fra. My mind was a ss. I couldn’t believe I had done the very thing I made up my mind not to do. When I left his hotel room last night, I had made it clear that there would be nothing intimate between us ever again, we couldn’t afford to be this foolish when so many things were happening all around us.
Yet, all it had taken was one visit. All Jace had to do was give one kiss, and my entire resolve had vanished like smoke. It was as if I was just powerless where he was concerned and no matter how hard I tried to fight the attraction, I would always be vulnerable to him. So might have found it romantic, but for , it was extrely dangerous. There was no good reason for to keep going with this, but there were a gazillion reasons to call it off!
Ignorant of my distress, Jace was smiling contentedly as he relaxed in his chair. His cock was still hard as he swiveled about. While I picked up my ripped clothes, he spanked lightly on the ass.
"Stop it!" I rasped irritably as I used a hand to hold my shirt over my breasts.
"Co on..." he muttered as he got up behind and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling closer. I felt his muscular chest against my back and he kissed lightly on the nape of my neck, causing to shiver in his embrace. "You have no idea how happy you just made , Casey. I’m really glad that we’ve settled and you’re now talking to . Babe... I don’t know what I’d have done if you had kept ignoring . So, thank you..."
As he was speaking, his skilled hands were roaming over my body, cupping my breasts and sending darts of passion shooting straight into my belly. He was already geared up for round two.
"Get off !" I shrugged him off and stepped as far away from him as possible, holding my clothes tightly against my large bosom.
His eyes widened as he stared at in confusion, "what’s going on, Casey? Is it sothing I said? Babe... we don’t have to do it again right now, okay? I’m just glad that you’re here, that’s all."
"Just shut up, okay? This was not supposed to happen!"
I watched him freeze up as if he was suddenly zapped by a large dose of electricity, he stared at as if I had grown antlers on my head, "What?"
"It was not supposed to happen!" I repeated, "It was just a montary weakness and I assure you that it won’t happen again!"
"What the hell is that supposed to an?" He demanded. "So, you’re saying you didn’t want any of this?"
I shook my head, "No, I didn’t!"
He ran his fingers through his hair, "Why the fuck then are you here? I thought it was because you missed as much as I missed you, and you’re saying that’s not the case? Why then did you kiss ?"
"You kissed !" I corrected.
"No!" he wriggled his finger at as if I were a child, "I did kiss you, but then I released you and apologized. You pulled back and kissed and the next thing I knew we were-"
"I know what happened, okay? I don’t need a fucking recap!"
"But... why then are you here?"
I stared at him; he was naked, except for his shirt which he had not managed to take off while we were fucking. His cock was now soft and it was resting peacefully against his stomach while his face was beginning to look pissed at . I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing ca out. With a sigh, I held my clothes closer to my bosom and hurried off to his restroom, I then kicked the door shut behind .
There was a big mirror in the restroom, its surface was clean and sparkling and I saw my reflection. I stared at my face, with my half torn clothes and tussled hair, I looked like soone who had been put through the wringer. And that was exactly how I felt. I was finding it hard to forgive myself, especially considering everything I knew. I knew that there were stalkers who were probably following us, I knew that they could have followed us to the hotel last night and noted that we were having an affair. Just as they could have eyes on his office at the mont!
Yet, all that flew out the window the mont Jace kissed .
I was angry at myself for being so weak. Why did I want him so much? Why was it hard to just say no to him? I was so furious that I couldn’t stop the tears that burned through my eyelids. However, I wiped them off at once. I couldn’t cry in his restroom, if I was going to cry, I was going to do it at ho, with my pillow. This would have been an occasion where Kira would have been of help, but there was no way she would have been willing to do anything when she realized that my heart was in this ss because of her fiancée.
I sucked in a deep breath and tried to salvage my situation. My shirt was ruined, but my jacket wasn’t. I wore my bra once again and wore the shirt, before I wore the jacket over it, buttoning it tightly so it covered the fact that my shirt was without buttons. From my purse, I took out the light makeup kit that I took everywhere with , I then applied so. I smacked my lips at my reflection, nodding at what I saw.
By the ti I was done, I was a bit different woman from the one who had walked in, even my hair was combed and neater now. When I stepped out, Jace had cleaned up his office. The books, laptop, and files that had been dumped to the floor were back on the desk. It was as if the sex had never happened. However, I knew very well that it did. The experience was burned into my mory.
Jace turned to , his face was grim as he folded his arms across his chest, "You have to accept the fact that fighting what we feel for each other won’t change a single thing. It’ll only make us miserable. You seem to have a thing for being miserable, but as for , I don’t."
I stared at him, saying nothing. He then went on, "I don’t know how long you’re hoping to fight, but know this, eventually I’ll probably get tired of chasing you down. I’m getting sick and tired of you treating what we share like it’s so taboo of sorts!"
"It’s a fucking taboo, Jace! You’re being delusional if you refuse to see it for what it is! You’re going to marry my bestfriend! You and I should have nothing together! So whatever we could have is forbidden!"
"Then why are you still here?"
I gasped in shock, I had not expected such a response from him. Grabbing my purse, I turned and was about to storm out of his office when I suddenly rembered my real reason for coming there. It had not been to fuck neither was it to slap the shit out of him. It was a more urgent matter.
I slowly turned back to face him, my purse in my hand as I stared at him, when I spoke, my voice was low.
"Uhm... we have a problem, Jace. A very big one."
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