But we both wanted more. I got that now. She’d accused me of holding back and I had. I’d done so because it was either necessary to stay quiet, or pointless to speak up.

Nothing about Kate was pointless.

Slow and sensual vanilla sex was no longer good enough. If I couldn’t get across in words yet how phenomenally important she was to me, then I’d show her how desperately I needed her with my body. And then maybe soon, I could do it in other ways.

“This is going to be fast and rough again.” My voice was gruff.

Her breath caught and shining eyes met mine. “Promise?”

“The next time you’re in the office, I’m taking you over my desk and I don’t care if it’s the middle of the fucking day.”

She drew in a deep breath. It would’ve lifted her spectacular breasts if her sweater were off. I’d rectify that. I kicked out of my pants and prowled across the bed to her. My dick was hard like I hadn’t just had the most powerful release of my life. I’d been without my wife for too long. There’d been no one but her since I was told I had to get married within months.

There really hadn’t been anyone before her either. I could have gotten laid whenever I wanted, but I hadn’t chased it. I’d been too busy and there’d been no one worth letting the work pile up for. There’d have been small talk and dating and the more that partners inevitably expected. Like Kate said about fancy restaurants and dressing up—tedious.

I stopped my progress to lift her sweater over her head. “Do you know how often I’ve fantasized about fucking you on my desk, Kate?”

“You have?”

“I was late for a meeting once. Had a hard-on I couldn’t get control of.”

Wonder dominated her gaze. “For me?”

“All the damn time.” I snapped the latch to her bra and her breasts fell free. Thank fuck for front-latching bras. The straps fell down her arms and she lifted her hands and tossed it aside. “Do you fantasize about me?”

“All the time,” she said in that breathy voice I craved.

I pressed her backward with my body until we were stretched out in the middle of the bed. I wedged her knees apart with mine. Her wet center opened for me, making a perfect, cock-teasing cradle.

I kissed the corner of her mouth and worked my way down her chin, her neck. Her breasts with her peaked nipples were my first target. “Tell me one.”

“Th-the plane.”

I smiled around a tight peak, my hand massaging her other breast. Licking across her nipple, I enjoyed her shiver. “The bedroom or the quad seats?”