Ben's POV
I did not even waste time on words. I got Naomi's legs spread out and forced my way into her soft p***y on the desk that was piled with my piles of documents and my laptop. “You're always too sweet, Naomi,” I finally commented.
Afterwards, we f****d each other until the sun crossed the room. Later, the strength in both of us and the s*x we enjoyed tallied.
The past five months had been like a blur, skin, sweat and the headboard banging against the wall the whole time. I looked at my desk calendar. Today was the final day. The contract was up. Naomi stood at the side of the window in the same dress I bought for her. She looked more confident now, her skin flushed with months of my touch on her just the way I loved it.
“Time to round it up, Ben, time to round up,” I said to mys
