Maisie ~
My breath caught, breaking into soft, uneven gasps. It wasn’t because of what he was about doing— though that alone was enough to steal the air from my lungs— but because of what this meant. Who he was. Who I was supposed to be marrying.
Hunter's hands found my hips, gripping firmly. He tilted my pelvis forward until the tip of his c**k pressed against my entrance, then he slipped in slightly. The stretch sent a jolt through my core and I gasped.
He groaned, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment, and I knew...I knew what he was savoring; it wasn’t just the feeling of being inside me, but the knowledge of who I belonged to. His brother's fiancée, spread out on his desk… willingly.
He pulled back, then pushed in again, slower this time, gentler, giving me time to adjust to
