her, and dropping her on her back on the bed. In a second, he was sheathed in her core.
“Feels so good.” She moaned.
Zane lay over her, the majority of his weight held on his forearms as he started to move, thrusting in and out. This first time wasn’t going to last long, but that was okay. They had the rest of the night to make up for it.
It didn’t take long before her inner walls started to shiver as the orgasm built. Zane moved faster, needing to see her come more than anything.
Abby’s body bowed as she came, mewing out her pleasure. Zane followed quickly, shouting out his release.
He leaned his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling as his arms started to give way. He dropped down, spent, barely managing to move to the side, so he didn’t crush her under him. He lay next to her breathing hard, waiting for the feeling to return to his limbs. It took a minute before he could move enough to roll away and dispose of the condom in the bedside wastebasket.
Zane rolled back toward her and pulled her close to his side, not ready to let her go even for a second. The heat from her body matched his. Together they were combustible, and he wasn’t anywhere near done with her yet.
“Wow.” Abby closed her eyes and sighed.
“Yeah.”
“But…”
“But?” Zane looked over at her.
“Yeah, totally didn’t scream your name.”
Abby closed the door and leaned back against it and then sighed. It was good to be back in her own place. When she’d snuck out on Zane earlier, she’d found her day clothes lying in his living room like a beacon in the dark. Some guardian angel, or more likely Rhea, had left them there for her. She straightened and headed to the bathroom, shedding clothes as she went.
She needed a shower and a nap, but the nap would have to wait. Work would be demanding her attention.
The hot water eased some of the tension from her shoulders. She’d run out on Zane, but she didn’t do the morning after. That’s when guys realized who they’d slept with. It never went well for her, and she was woman enough to know she wasn’t a keeper. A fact she’d accepted a long time ago. So why stick around to deal with the inevitable aftermath?
Coffee. She needed coffee. She grabbed a robe from its place hanging on the bathroom door and headed to the kitchen.
No doubt Zane would be grateful to her. This way he wouldn’t have to deal with getting her out of his place with fake promises of calling her later. Abby didn’t think he was the type to be mean. She’d met a few of those over the years.
Abby stepped into her kitchen and stopped. Karina, Laney, and Clara sat around the table drinking her coffee and eating her food.
“Whore,” Karina greeted.
Abby looked at the three grinning faces around the table and headed to the coffee pot.
“Tired? I’d be tired too if I was riding the Z train all night,” Laney said.
Abby closed her eyes and counted to ten. Would it be so bad to kill them all? Surely it would be a service to the world.
“And just so you know, I moved the gun from your cupboard, so you can’t kill us and hide our bodies,” Karina said.
Abby turned to face the grinning bitches, and they were bitches. Evil, sadistic people who…who…who…Damn it who was she kidding? She loved them.
Abby dropped into the spare chair and sipped the life-giving caffeine elixir. “So what happened?”
“What makes you think something happened?” Laney asked.
“Because all three of you are sitting around my kitchen table. Don’t tell me you’re expecting me to dish the dirt on last night because you all know me better than that. So what happened?”
She watched the three pass glances before Laney spoke.
“There was another attack on your system last night.”
“Okay. And that concerns you because?”
“Karina called Clara, who called me.”
“Again why?”
“They broke into the system, headed straight to the staff records again. They went for one file.”
“Whose? We
“Feels so good.” She moaned.
Zane lay over her, the majority of his weight held on his forearms as he started to move, thrusting in and out. This first time wasn’t going to last long, but that was okay. They had the rest of the night to make up for it.
It didn’t take long before her inner walls started to shiver as the orgasm built. Zane moved faster, needing to see her come more than anything.
Abby’s body bowed as she came, mewing out her pleasure. Zane followed quickly, shouting out his release.
He leaned his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling as his arms started to give way. He dropped down, spent, barely managing to move to the side, so he didn’t crush her under him. He lay next to her breathing hard, waiting for the feeling to return to his limbs. It took a minute before he could move enough to roll away and dispose of the condom in the bedside wastebasket.
Zane rolled back toward her and pulled her close to his side, not ready to let her go even for a second. The heat from her body matched his. Together they were combustible, and he wasn’t anywhere near done with her yet.
“Wow.” Abby closed her eyes and sighed.
“Yeah.”
“But…”
“But?” Zane looked over at her.
“Yeah, totally didn’t scream your name.”
Abby closed the door and leaned back against it and then sighed. It was good to be back in her own place. When she’d snuck out on Zane earlier, she’d found her day clothes lying in his living room like a beacon in the dark. Some guardian angel, or more likely Rhea, had left them there for her. She straightened and headed to the bathroom, shedding clothes as she went.
She needed a shower and a nap, but the nap would have to wait. Work would be demanding her attention.
The hot water eased some of the tension from her shoulders. She’d run out on Zane, but she didn’t do the morning after. That’s when guys realized who they’d slept with. It never went well for her, and she was woman enough to know she wasn’t a keeper. A fact she’d accepted a long time ago. So why stick around to deal with the inevitable aftermath?
Coffee. She needed coffee. She grabbed a robe from its place hanging on the bathroom door and headed to the kitchen.
No doubt Zane would be grateful to her. This way he wouldn’t have to deal with getting her out of his place with fake promises of calling her later. Abby didn’t think he was the type to be mean. She’d met a few of those over the years.
Abby stepped into her kitchen and stopped. Karina, Laney, and Clara sat around the table drinking her coffee and eating her food.
“Whore,” Karina greeted.
Abby looked at the three grinning faces around the table and headed to the coffee pot.
“Tired? I’d be tired too if I was riding the Z train all night,” Laney said.
Abby closed her eyes and counted to ten. Would it be so bad to kill them all? Surely it would be a service to the world.
“And just so you know, I moved the gun from your cupboard, so you can’t kill us and hide our bodies,” Karina said.
Abby turned to face the grinning bitches, and they were bitches. Evil, sadistic people who…who…who…Damn it who was she kidding? She loved them.
Abby dropped into the spare chair and sipped the life-giving caffeine elixir. “So what happened?”
“What makes you think something happened?” Laney asked.
“Because all three of you are sitting around my kitchen table. Don’t tell me you’re expecting me to dish the dirt on last night because you all know me better than that. So what happened?”
She watched the three pass glances before Laney spoke.
“There was another attack on your system last night.”
“Okay. And that concerns you because?”
“Karina called Clara, who called me.”
“Again why?”
“They broke into the system, headed straight to the staff records again. They went for one file.”
“Whose? We
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