Grace Between Mercy by S. Ferguson

Author:S. Ferguson [Ferguson, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. Ferguson
Published: 2018-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

17

Ron

I pull out of Kella and expect regret to hit me but it never comes. I watch her as we fix our clothes and give a chuckle as she tries desperately to tame her wild hair. She returns the favor when I give up trying to fix my shirt. Kind of hard to fix a shirt that no longer has buttons.

“You can try but everyone is going to know you just got fucked as soon as you walk out that door.” I laugh, dodging the fist Kella half playfully throws at me.

I don’t miss the way her legs are shaking as she slowly stands, taking in the mess of my office. I lost control, I’ve never had sex in this office, it’s been a rule of mine before now to never mix business with pleasure. Kella is making me forget who I am, making me forget why the rules exist in the first place.

And there it is. Regret rushing through me so quickly I almost gasp out loud. It’s not regret for sleeping with her; the beast inside me is so fucking happy. I’ve taken something no other man can. Something that can never be taken back. No, I regret that this can’t happen again. That I can’t enjoy her, take her home, put her in my bed and take my time. This must be as far as it ever goes and I know this is going to break her.

“Here it comes, right?” Kella says, crossing her arms over her chest. Her cheeks are still flushed from her orgasm and the back of her hair is pushed up from being rubbed on the desk.

“You know …” I start, I really have no idea what the fuck to say to her right now.

“Save it,” she hisses, flipping me the bird and storming out of my office.

I don’t hear any catcalls so I’m assuming the look on her face must have made the guys think twice about giving her a hard time.

I walk to the door and motion Jake into the office before I begin picking up the scattered paperwork. Looks like the mouse to my computer is shattered from hitting the wall. I give a frustrated sigh and run my fingers through my hair as Jake walks in, shutting the door behind him.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” he mutters, sitting down in a chair.

“You gonna help me clean this shit up?” I reply, throwing a stack of paperwork on the desk.

“Oh no, you made this mess, you’re gonna clean it up.” Jake chuckles but there is no humor in it.

“I don’t want to deal with your mouth right now. Is it done?” I give up on straightening the room, grabbing my office chair and wheeling it back to my desk before plopping down in it.

“This room smells like sex,” Jake says, he sniffs the air and gives me a disgusted look. I almost wonder if he realized he was speaking out loud.

“Is.It.Fucking.Done?” I hiss, leaning forward on my desk, resting my elbows on the wood, remembering how Kella’s ass was just there a few minutes ago.

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