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“Not that I’m complaining, but wanna share the good reason with the class?” I ask breathlessly.

“He isn’t here.” My sex-clouded brain takes a moment to soak in the words. “We’re truly alone.”

This is the first time since moving to the Rose compound that Ashton has taken a trip out of town. Which means half the security is with him and fewer people are here with us.

“We both know this is a line we can’t come back from crossing,” I say softly, licking my tongue across his lips, addicted to the taste.

“Fuck it. I don’t want to come back from this,” he growls.

Our kisses turn frenzied as he scoops me up into his arms and my legs wrap around his waist. He moves us deeper into the pantry, finding a spot on the floor to lie down and pulling meonto him. He pushes down the straps of my pajamas, freeing the top half of my body. Michael groans as he leans forward, capturing my nipple in his mouth and suckling. I stifle the moan he pulls from me as my hands move to the back of his head, urging him closer.

My silky nightgown gathers at my waist. His hands grip my hips and grind my center onto his erection.

“Don’t make me wait any longer,” I whine helplessly.

My plea seems to snap the fraction of control he was holding on to. The fabric bites, digging into my skin as Michael rips my panties from my body. I lean forward, reaching between us to grab his dick before aligning it with the place I need him most.

My body is dripping wet for him, and he moans at the contact as I rub my wetness across his length. His grip on my waist tightens as he lifts my body, aligning our most intimate parts, and slowly pushes into me, savoring the connection. We move in unison, his hips working, driving up into me at a languid pace. When he bottoms out inside me, we pause, both taking in this moment.

The only thing that could make this more perfect is being in a bed and not the pantry. I look down to find him staring at me like I’m an angel that’s come to save his soul. Holding his eye contact, I grind my hips and watch his mouth fall open slightly as he moans for me.

“Fuckthat feels good. Just like that, Princess.”

I do as I’m told, riding him and capturing all the passion I’ve been craving from this amazing man. My head thrown back, I bask in the euphoric bliss. I feel the quickening of my body readying for a long-overdue climactic release. One of his hands leaves my waist, sliding into my hair and tightening at the nape as he brings my attention back to him.

“You’re mine,” he demands, taking over, thrusting deeper. “I’ve waited far too damn long to claim what’s mine.”

“Yes, I’m yours,” I confirm with certainty.

I don’t want this moment to end. My climax crashes over me and he finds his release soon after. We’re both breathing deep as he peppers sweet kisses over my face. He gently lifts me, removing himself from my body.

“Wow, that was worth the wait,” I say breathlessly, lying across his chest.

He chuckles, rubbing his hands over my back, “You’reworth the wait. How are you feeling? I’m sorry this moment couldn’t have been more romantic. I promise to make it up to you.”

“I’m feeling amazing. Like I could actually sleep,” I giggle, running my hand down his face.

We eventually pull ourselves together, knowing we can’t hide out in the pantry forever. Michael pockets my tattered underwear that was carelessly thrown to the floor with a cocky smirk. I’m smiling ear to ear, walking on cloud nine as I exit the pantry, coming face to face with Kathy holding a squealing teapot from the stovetop. I halt in my tracks, causing Michael to bump into the back of me.

“Well, shit,” Kathy exhales in resignation.

Chapter Seven

FrancescaRose

After the embarrassing walk to my room last night, it took some time for my mind to relax and not feel as though I was in imminent danger. Once my heartrate settled and the tightness in my gut relaxed, my thoughts returned to the pantry. I lay in bed replaying the moments of heaven Michael and I had stolen for ourselves. This morning my body has that delicious soreness that comes with being well used. I’ve had one taste and it’s left me desperately wanting more. How utterly unfair that the one time we decide to act on our physical attraction, we get caught.

Thankfully itwasKathy that caught us. The night would’ve ended much differently had literally anyone else walked through the kitchen. I don’t necessarily fear that Kathy will give our secret away, but I can acknowledge the situation we’ve put her in. That’s why this morning, I’m up earlier than the chickens returning to the scene of the crime to smooth things over. In my early days here, I discovered that Kathy starts her mornings in the kitchen. She brews a fresh pot of coffee for the incomingstaff and enjoys her breakfast before the business of the day takes over.

Kathy glances over her shoulder as I sheepishly walk through the room. The smirk that forms on her lips lets me know she was expecting me to show my face this morning.

“Your secrets are safe with me,” she declares before I have a chance to think of what to say. “Even if I think you two are idiots.”

I snort because Kathy is nothing if not blunt. She always says sugar doesn’t belong on the truth. Shoot it straight like whiskey.

“It never crossed my mind that you would say something,” I respond truthfully, hoping that she hears the sincerity in my voice.

“You’re down here for a reason. We both know you don’t leave that room before noon unless you’re forced to.”