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anticipation.
    Then he’s back on his feet, closing the gap of air between our bodies. Grabbing behind my knee, he draws my leg around his hip. Without needing any more instruction, I hitch my other leg around him.
    “Baby,” Harris whispers into my ear. “You need to be real quiet. Can you do that for me?”
    “Yes,” I gasp breathlessly into his ear.
    “Good. Your moans are meant for my ears alone.”
    Gently I press my lips to the spot in front of his ear.
    “ Harris ,” I sigh.
    He releases my leg and begins tugging at his belt buckle. He presses my back harder into the door as he shoves his pants and boxer briefs off his hips. His hands push the skirt of my dress up high around my waist, revealing my tingling flesh to the cool air. It has no impact on me, though; I’m scorching.
    Then his hands are on my hips, gripping me so tightly I wonder if they will leave imprints.
    Leaning in closer still, his lips brush against mine. “Remember, baby, quiet.”
    With a smooth thrust, he’s inside of me, slamming my body into the door none too softly. My head falls against the wood and my eyes closed as our bodies fit together.
    “God, Edith,” he groans. He presses his lips to my exposed neck.
    “I missed you so fucking much,” he says against my skin.
    Despite the hypnotizing sensations flooding my body, I’m able to lift my head. I tilt it to the side.
    “Kiss me,” I plead. His lips trail up my chin, dropping to meet mine. He takes my lips in an all-consuming, thundering kiss.
    I love you.
    Angling back in the small space of air between us, I gasp. He stares at me unblinking, eyes filled with lust and… peace.
    “I missed you too,” I whisper.
    “Don’t make a noise,” he grunts as his movements grow more frenzied.
    The walls of my core tighten around him while I move closer to the edge. The moment is so intense, so crystal clear that I feel myself clench against his cock as the powerful orgasm rips through my quaking body. I sink my teeth into his shirt-covered shoulder. I’m unable to hide the gasps of breath when I’m coming down off my high. But as soon as my breathing settles just the tiniest bit, Harris groans grow deeper.
    With a guttural groan, he presses his face flush against my neck as he comes.
    “Baby, baby, baby,” he whispers, rocking against me as his orgasm subsides.
    We’re both breathing heavily as he peels his face away from my skin. He drops his forehead against mine, closing his eyes.
    “When I said we needed to put the past behind us, this wasn’t what I had in mind. Well, it wasn’t the first thing on my mind,” he mutters, shaking his head slightly.
    I can’t help but smile wryly. “I didn’t come here to take advantage of you.”
    “But I’m so glad you did,” he muses, nipping at an earlobe.
    “Me too.”
    On a moan, he slides out of me.
    We exchange a brief smile. “We can discuss this later. Let’s get cleaned up.”
    He ushers me to a closed door past his desk. Behind it I find a small, but pristine bathroom. Dropping my hand, he first rights himself, then turns to the sink and wets a hand towel.
    “Open up, baby,” he says playfully, pushing my legs apart with his hand. Carefully he wipes at my tender flesh, his brow wrinkled in concentration. “Did I tell you that you look beautiful? I meant to.”
    “Hm,” I murmur noncommittally as I revel in the intimacy of the exchange.
    When he’s finished cleaning me, he drops a kiss on my cheek.
    “We need to talk,” he decides.
    “Yes, that’s what I wanted.”
    “Will you let me take you somewhere?” he asks with tentative eyes.
    “Somewhere where?”
    “Less than two hours away driving.”
    Insecurity shines in his troubled eyes. I know Harris is ready to share his demons with me. I want to sigh with relief, but I manage to keep a straight face.
    “Of course.”
    As we pass through his office, he grabs his suit jacket off a coat rack. When we’re back at the door, he drops down to scoop my

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