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me it s pretty serious. Is that true? he asked. That line of questioning is inappropriately personal, I
thought. And it came out of left field.
My eyes widened in dismay at a number of his comments. I thought it was possible James could hear us
from his close seating. I didn t want him to think that I was telling people falsehoods about our purely
sexual relationship, so I was quick to correct the Captain.
Serious? No, of course not. I ve only known him for a week. We re actually not even dating. It s&
complicated.
Damien looked way, way too happy with my explanation. An explanation that I never would have given
Damien if I didn t want James to be sure that I would correct any false assumptions about what we had
going.
Damien was the type of guy I could be friends with, but he wasn t anyone I would have confided in
about a rocky relationship. I felt like I had revealed way too much, by his reaction. He positively
beamed at me.
Ah, I see. So you re not gonna break my heart by going off the market, before I ve even had a shot? he
teased, giving me a harmless smile.
I gave him a slightly stern look.
You re incorrigible, Damien, I told him.
It s a fact, he said, winking at me as he went back into the flight deck.
I moved into the bathroom almost the second he left. I started to shut the door behind me, but a hard
body got in the way, pushing me farther into the bathroom.
James shut and locked the door behind us, his eyes wild. He grabbed my hands, placing them around the
handle to the right of the mirror so that I was angled at the mirror with a clear view of myself with him
behind me.
I gripped it automatically.
Not serious? he asked roughly, shoving my skirt up to my hips.
He pressed against me, hard arousal lined up against my cleft from behind through his slacks and my
panties. He rocked against me slightly as his hands moved to the buttons of my blouse.
I d removed my vest, so it was just my shirt he had to contend with. He tugged on my little neck tie, but
left it intact. He unbuttoned my shirt just enough to grip it open, exposing my bra. He undid the front
clasp, freeing the heavy globes of my breasts. He fondled me roughly, pinching the peaks into hardness
while those wild eyes watched every move.
You have a strange interpretation of the word serious, Bianca, he growled at me as his hands and cock
worked me to a fever pitch.
He moved one hand away from my breasts, and I felt him fingering my sex around my panties. He
abruptly yanked, ripping my thong off in one brutal motion. He tucked the offending garment into his
pocket, then went to work freeing his impressive erection with one hand.
He pushed against my entrance for just a beat, then thrust into me hard, and it felt so exquisite that my
eyes closed as I moaned in pleasure.
Open your eyes! Does this feel serious to you? he asked me. He jolted into me.
I just moaned and moved against him. He moved faster and harder, thrusting in and out, until the
pounding was jarringly intense.
Answer me. Does this feel serious to you? he asked again.
It was an effort to get the words out. I didn t know how he did it. My mind was in a hazy disarray that
didn t allow for clear thinking.
It feels like ser-serious f-fucking, I told him as he continued to ride me mercilessly from behind.
He growled like an animal and pulled my hair until the back of my head was forced to his shoulder. It
made my back arch impossibly back. He bit my neck hard enough to leave a mark.
I came so hard that I thought I may have blacked out. He was still riding me when my vision cleared,
though his pace had slowed.
If anyone asks, you re off limits. I thought we made this clear from the start, he told me coldly, never
pausing as he fucked me senseless.
I-I-, I tried to speak and couldn t. He was rubbing my clit now, building me towards another mindless
release. Wha-wha-, I gave up speaking after that.
He was merciless, bringing me to orgasm again and again, thrusting endlessly.
He s punishing me with pleasure, I thought through the haze.
Please, no more, I told him finally, coming back down from another drugging spell.
Tell me who you belong to, he ordered, no hint of softness in his tone.
James wasn t home. Only Mr. Cavendish could be this callously possessive.
I m yours, Mr. Cavendish. I was a virgin when I met you. Don t you remember? You took my hymen.
If I d wanted someone else, I wouldn t have been untouched. I didn t keep the desperation or the
exasperation out of my voice.
He came with a growl, eyes still impossibly wild.
His cock twitched inside of me for long minutes after he finished, and he gave these impossibly sexy,
involuntary thrusts as he rubbed out the rest of his long orgasm.
If you are having trouble understanding, let me spell it out for you, he told me harshly. This is
serious, Bianca. I ve never been more fucking serious in my life.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Mr. Affectionate
James began to straighten my clothes before he d even pulled out of me. He fastened my bra, adjusting
my breasts inside of the cups as though he did it every day. He buttoned up my blouse, straightening my
tie and then my collar. He smoothed my hair, and then his own.
I noticed that he looked perfectly composed. His hair was perfect and even his tie was straight.
Whereas I looked like someone had just tried to fuck my brains out. I said as much.
He laughed. It was a rich, dark sound.
Not quite. I was more likely trying to fuck the serious into you, he said, obviously in a much better
mood.
Has anyone ever told you that you re a moody son of a bitch?
He looked a little sheepish, and then thoughtful. Not quite like that, but I can hardly argue with it. As
he spoke, he pulled out of me. It was a drawn out process, and he watched me the entire time.
I shivered. I need to get back to work, I said as he started to clean me, reaching around me to use the
tiny sink.
He kissed my neck as he wet a paper towel.
I want to fuck you again, Bianca, he murmured against my skin, but made no move to do so. But I get
to show you the 4th floor tomorrow, so you re safe until then. I would hate to ride you too hard before
then and then have to take it easy.
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