Chapter 25 || Flawless and flawed
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Silky soft, golden tanned skin disappearing beneath a white sheet. Slender shoulders, so kissable my tongue inches to glide over them.
The cute little dimple beneath her right shoulder blade peeking out, smiling and winking at me.
Chocolate locks pulled back into a mess of chucky curls, one hanging down the centre of her back, kissing her spine.
She's so fucking beautiful, and real.
I can touch her whenever I damn well please, kiss her when I like, hold her in my arms unafraid she's going to disappear.
After two sex fuelled, missed you make outs and twelve months of lost time, weeks.
I push against the grey suede headboard of Adley's bed, my arms tucked behind my head as my greedy eyes soak in the sight before me.
Tucked in her desk chair, one knee to her chest while the other dangles freely. Bare shoulders, naked body hidden beneath a thin cotton sheet. Glasses on, crimson lips twisted to the side as her right hand moves with rapid speed and skill.
"You could always leave that and come back to bed?" I offer, smirking at her back because I already know the answer.
She huffs, not even looking up. "As tempting as you're being, I have to finish these designs off."
Adley's got another big meeting coming up with the Editor of Vogue magazine who's asked for more pieces for the model to wear when it comes to shooting the mid page spread of hers and Tara's new lingerie line they've worked so hard on.
Not going to lie, the panties are not tear away from your body proof.
The red pair laying idly on the white fluffy rug are evidence of that.
"Am I going to get the first preview on the reason I can't fuck you again?"
Hazel eyes snap over her shoulder, the sheet falling only a little lower, my eyes catch it, drifting back to hers.
"I never said you can't fuck me, number three. I just said I have to finish them off."
The seduction and teasing in her tone has me springing back to life.
I've not been inside her for thirty minutes, and it's too damn long.
It's unlawful.
I leap outta bed, my whole body on show, closing in the space between us as I stalk up behind her.
My hand reaching round her beautiful body and gripping her throat.
"You want me to fuck you while you work?"
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