No response was necessary because he curled two fingers inside of me, pressing right where he knew I would respond. Since my legs were useless, I had to sit there and take it. His fingers thrusted in and out right where he knew it would bring me back to my boiling point before using his mouth on my clit again.

“Just one more,” he cooed.

It was easy to get me there a second time with his expert hands. And that fucking mouth. I should have known from that cocky ass smile that he’d have me orgasming far too quickly for my own good.

I bit down on the pillow as the wave hit me, groaning something completely incoherent into the pillow. My body gave up completely because I slumped over like I was hit by a train.

A sexy train?

Clearly my mind was useless at this point, and I felt like I was vibrating.

“Goddamn,” I muttered and flopped myself over. My chest was heaving like I ran a marathon, and he was smiling at me. “What?”

“Just you.” He smoothed out my hair and laid next to me. “I may have imagined bending you over that desk, though.”

“If we can pull off my transition to CEO, sure.” I slapped at him playfully.

His thumb grazed my bottom lip. “If that’s all it took, I’ll get you ownership of any company you want. You name it and I’ll make it happen if I can fuck you in your office.”

I let him cozy up next to me; it’s not like I was going anywhere. He wore me out in the best ways. He pulled me to his chest and put his lips to the top of my head.

We sank into the bed together and I sighed.

“What’s rolling around in that head of yours?”

“I just don’t know what I do from here.”

He pulled me as close as I could get. “Sleep. Continue as normal until we can figure it all out.”

​Chapter 43

Fallon

​Two Weeks Later

“I’m happy you decided to meet.”

I took a sip of my coffee, crossing my legs. Unsure of how it would go, all I could do was my best. “We won’t have much time today,” I admitted, staring at the box on the table.

This secures the room.

“Let’s get down to brass tacks, then. You have a relationship I envy, and I spent half a decade of my life being drained by your aunt. We can help each other.”

I didn’t know much about Jason Haines, but my first impression told me I knew why Augustus Vaughn chose my mother over him. He was a needy man and acted like the world owed him something.

No one owes you anything. That truth was hard to learn but was necessary.