His Absolute Arrangement: A Scandalous Billionaire Love Story (Jessika, #1)
I, now?"
    I laughed, some titter of a giggle.  Was this real?  "You're asking me if we can have sex after what you've just done?"
    "I want it to be special," he said, genuine.  "I want it to be special, but I want it to be enjoyable, too.  And I want more.  This isn't just for us anymore.  We can start a family together.  We will.
    I wasn't on birth control.  We'd been trying to have children for awhile now, but it never worked.  It hadn't worked yet, at least.  It was good, it was fun.  I loved Asher.  I enjoyed spending time with him, whether sexually or not.
    Maybe this was it.  Here and now.  Together, us, in his office.  Not a mistake this time, nothing to worry about, no regrets.
    "Is it too early?" he asked.  "I can wait if I have to.  I know I said I couldn't wait before, and honestly it's difficult to think of waiting right now, but if I need to, I can.  Tonight, or tomorrow, or however long.  There's no reason for you to wait, though."
    "So I can have as many orgasms as I like, and you're just going to sit there, pants tight and uncomfortable, until I say so?" I asked, teasing.
    He grinned.  "I'll do what I must.  I might get a little more rough as my frustration builds up, though.  Too much pent up energy, right?  I may just be unable to stop giving you orgasms if I have to wait too long.  I'm unsure how safe I'll be."
    I shook my head and smiled at him.  "Asher, I don't want you to wait.  I love how you make me feel, but I love how you feel inside of me, too.  When we're together, really together.  I love it so much."  I kissed him.  "It should be fine now, too.  You can.  It should be a good time."  I was excited.  This was exciting.  We were going to try and have children, but it was more than that, too.
    Asher's grin turned into a wide smile.  He nuzzled his cheek against me and lowered his lips to nip at my neck.  I laughed and pressed my nose against him.
    "If we do it now, we're more likely to have a girl," I said.  "Sort of.  I'm guessing this won't be the only time we have sex in the next couple of days..."
    "I really hope not," Asher said, playful.  "I'm hoping this isn't the only time we have sex today, if we're being open about it."
    We kept talking.  Small, inconsequential things.  We laughed.  We kissed.  I nearly forgot where we were, just laying atop the table in Asher's private meeting room within Landseer Tower.  This wasn't proper business etiquette, but I didn't care and I doubted Asher did, either.
    I almost forgot about what had happened before with my office, too.  The memory came back, though, some little nagging thought sneaking into my mind.  Just as soon as it reappeared, Asher distracted me and it vanished.  Rolling behind me, both of us laying on our sides, he whispered into my ear, then nibbled at my earlobe.  I laughed and squirmed at his words and his playful nip.  Then he entered me.  Smooth and simple, slipping between my legs and filling me with his hardened cock.  His erection spread my folds, leaving them kissing around his shaft, and he pushed in slowly yet steadily.
    I inhaled deeply and caught my breath.  I wanted to fall; to fall against him, into him, onto him.  We were teasing and playing with one another, but I hadn't expected him to do what he did so suddenly.  Emotion and sensation cascaded into me, interrupting my thoughts and replacing them with something else entirely.
    I wanted this.  I wanted more.  I wanted everything.  Not for me, but for us.  Together.  Asher and I as one, like this and like now, but for always, too.
    It sounded so simple in my head, so easy and right, but then why hadn't it happened yet?  Why couldn't we have a family, why couldn't we join our lives in this new and exciting way.
    None of that worried me right now, though.  It didn't matter, not yet, and I gave in to the rhythmic rocking of Asher's hips as he pushed into me and eased himself out of me over and over.  My head rested on

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