Chapter 142 Sex with Him Must Be Amazing, Right?
I nearly choked on my own breath at his last comment.
Seriously–why was everything with this guy about sex?
He was supposed to be the cold, buttoned–up, no–nonsense type? The flawless, untouchable lawyer? But with me… he was a completely different person.
I couldn’t stop my eyes from drifting down to the front of his pants. The way his tailored slacks were straining to contain him was… noticeable. Very noticeable.
And then, before I could stop it, a totally unhelpful thought slipped into my head: Had it just been way too long since we’d done… that? Was he barely holding it together right now? Suffering, even?
My face went up in flames, and I jerked my gaze away, flustered as hell.
But of course, he didn’t miss a thing.
Ryan’s eyes narrowed just a bit, that sexy smirk creeping across his face.
“Gabby,” he said, voice slow and smug, “what exactly where you looking at just now? You seemed pretty absorbed.”
I froze like a deer in headlights. I could practically feel my toes curl in embarrassment.
“N–Nothing!” I waved my hands, flustered. “I wasn’t looking at anything!”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
Ryan stepped in closer, and I instinctively backed away–right into the wall. Nowhere left to run.
My pulse kicked into overdrive, my breath coming in shallow bursts.
Ryan placed his hand gently over mine, then slowly guided it to his stomach.
Beneath my palm, I could feel the ridges of his abs–hot and hard.
His voice dipped lower, husky and coaxing. “I’m your husband, remember? No need to get shy about checking out your own man.”
And then–slow as sin–he began guiding my hand even lower, until I was touching him.
“You can look all you want. Hell, touch all you want,” he whispered, that smooth–as–silk tone sliding right into my bloodstream.
His voice, his body, his heat–it was all too intoxicating.
Almost without thinking, I wrapped my fingers around his thick, burning erection.
He was huge. And so damn hot to the touch. My breath caught.
Sex with him… must be insane, right?
“Happy with what you’re feeling, baby?” Ryan whispered, nipping gently at my earlobe.
My brain short–circuited. I yanked my hand back like I’d been burned, heart slamming against my ribs.
“I–I don’t think this is the best place for this…” I stammered, cheeks on fire.
C Chapter 142 Sex with Him Must Be Amazing, Right?
157 Menu Ryan let out a low, teasing laugh. “Alright, alright. If my wife’s feeling shy, then I guess we’ll save it for when we get home.”
I cleared my throat, trying to act like I wasn’t totally unraveling. “Anyway, so… you’ll be at the firm the day after tomorrow, right? Just focus on work–don’t change your plans because of me.”
Ryan studied me for a moment, then let out a dramatic sigh, his expression falling. “I thought you were asking because you wanted to go on a date with me. Guess I got my hopes up.”
His tone was low, almost a little hurt.
The look on his face tugged at something Inside me.
I didn’t want to disappoint him.
And before I could stop myself, the words tumbled out, “We could go out another day….
And the moment those words left my lips, I regretted them.
But Ryan’s whole face lit up. That tiny flicker of disappointment vanished in a flash, replaced by a slow, triumphant grin.
“How about this weekend?” he said, eyes sparkling. “I’ll take you somewhere special. Deal?”
I looked at him curiously. “Where exactly?”
He just smiled, all mystery and charm. “You’ll see when we get there.”
Something about that look made my stomach flutter with curiosity.
“Fine,” I huffed, crossing my arms. “Since you won’t tell me now, I’ll just have to wait and see what the weekend brings.”
As I glanced around his office, my eyes landed on the rows of legal books and neatly stacked case files. A sense of admiration stirred in my chest.
“I was watching everyone at the firm today,” I said softly, almost without thinking.
“Everyone’s so focused, so driven. It made me really want to work again. I want to be like you someday
an amazing lawyer.”
I met his gaze, hoping he’d understand.
“Ryan, do you think I could work at the firm too?”
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