I find her in her office, her brow scrunched as she reads something from her computer monitor. She jumps as soon as she spots me.

“Asshole ninja,” she mutters before raising her voice. “Can I help you?”

“I’m done with my chores, boss.” I plop down in the chair across from her desk. “What else do you have for me?”

“Did anyone check behind you and make sure you performed up to standard?” she says in a bossy-ass tone of voice I love.

“Come sit in my lap and I’ll show you how well I can perform.”

Her eyes widen. “Is that how you talk to all your bosses?”

Weak. Yeah, I’m completely keeping with this line of strategy. “Nope.”

She smirks. “So I’m the special one. Dandy.”

There she is. “Boyd inspected my work. Gave me a gold star.”

“Hmpf.” Her pouty lips flatten. “How long has it been since you’ve worked on an engine?”

“Seven years,” I say unemotionally. I know what she means, and I know what I’ve done. My MOS in the Marines was as an aviator mechanic, but I worked my ass off and eventually got promoted to helicopter crew chief.

Baby blue eyes light up like a summer day. “I have a special project that Boyd and I are working on. We need an assistant.”

“Need someone to get a nut off?”

Biting her lip, Rowan stares at me. Yeah, got her again. Her brain is frantic right now. I know she wants to give me as good as I’ve given her. It’s her nature, and I love it. “No, I need someone to wipe the sweat off my face and look pretty while he does it,” she finally says.

Better. I’ll have to up my game. “I’m happy to wipe you down. Whenever and wherever.”

She shoots to her feet. “Let’s go.”

“You plan on coming home tonight?” I ask before I can stop myself.

She glances over her shoulder at me, a sly smile on her face. “Were you scared, staying in that big ole house by yourself?”

“Yeah, why don’t you sleep with me tonight and keep the bad dreams away?”

She rounds on me. “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I’m not interested. I won’t ever be interested. Got that?”

“Yeah, I got it.” I grab Rowan and pull her into the nearest empty office, then lock the door behind us.

“What do you think you’re—”

I capture her lips with mine, pushing her up against the door. Her hands come up between us, but I grab her arms and shove them against the door, too. She bites my lip. I bite hers back, and she lets out a moan, hooking her leg over my hip.

Grinding into her, I let go of one hand to cup the back of her head. I shove my tongue inside her mouth, desperate for a taste. Her free hand steals in between us once more, but it’s to work my shirt up. I stop kissing her long enough to pull it over my head.

“You want me to stop?” I ask, inches from her perfect lips.

“Don’t ask me questions,” she orders, slamming her lips into mine. Her teeth cut into me and I relish the pain. It means this is real and not some wet dream.

Cupping her ass, I lift her up and settle between her thighs. My dick is hard, my heart is pounding, and I want in. Her hands dig into my hair, slide down my chest, and scrape at my nipples. She was always a little rough and I dug it, but now I fucking love it.

I kiss my way down her throat, nipping at the exposed skin. “Take off your shirt. I want to feel you.”

There’s no hesitation as she unbuttons and pulls it off. Underneath, she’s only wearing a thin white tank top. Her nipples are tight little points that are begging for my mouth. I swoop down, sucking one, material and all. She cries out my name. I move my hips against her, showing her exactly what I want to do.

“I want in, Rowan.” I grab a condom from my pocket. “I want in so deep.”

“Oh God,” she moans.

She slams her mouth against mine, ripping at the rest of my clothes. I help her, and for good measure, I pop the buttons off her jeans. She shimmies out of them, and then shoves my jeans down. A tug here, a rip there, and soon we’re both naked and breathing hard.

Rowan pushes me backward until my bare ass lands in the office chair. She straddles me, her firm little breasts pressing against my chest, while the soft and hot, wet part of her grinds down on my dick.

I grab her thighs, running my hands down to her knees and then back up again. Parting her with my thumbs, I tease her clit and slide a finger inside. Her pussy is tight, holding on to me so hard that my dick jumps in response. She leans against the desk, her head falling back as she cups one of her breasts.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I growl, taking her nipple into my mouth. Her finger slips inside, stroking my tongue and her nipple at the same time. I swell up so big and hard that precum starts to leak out. “Need to be in you now.”

She lifts her head, her face beautiful with need. “I’m on top.”

“Rowan,” I begin, but she hushes me with a kiss so hot that I’m more than standing at attention for her. Before I know what’s happening, she’s taking the condom from me and rolling it over my dick.

She slides down with a moan and starts to rock slowly. Too damn slowly for my liking. “Feels so good.”

“It can feel better.” I grab her hips, thrusting up and going deep.

She cries out my name. “Seth!”

I growl, taking her hands and pulling them behind her back as I move inside of her. Her tits jut forward, and I dip my head to take a hard nipple into my mouth. She arches her back, a whimper filling the room. Then her hips begin to move in time with mine, her pussy squeezing me tight, and I have to come up for air.

With one hand keeping her arms in place, I use my free hand to pull her chin up, so she has to look at me.

“You know it’s me. This is us,” I say.

Her blue eyes are glazed with lust. “Yes.”

Letting go of her chin, I trail my fingers down her chest, stopping to flick at her nipples and then moving farther south until I find that swollen part of her. I rub her clit and make her squirm. Then she rises up on her feet slightly and slams down on me.

Hard and fast she rides me while I stroke her clit, while I make her moan…while I make her sigh my name.

“Oh, Seth.”

“Sweetest fucking sound, baby,” I groan.

Another stroke of my thumb and rock of her hips, and we’re both there. I pour myself into her with hot spurts that leave me gasping.

I’m home. I’m finally where I belong.

Collapsing against me, Rowan rolls her hips one last time, and kisses me so damn sweetly that I want to fucking cry.

Chapter 5

Rowan

What have I done?

Unable to look at Seth, I climb off his lap and start to search the room for my clothes.

“Talk to me,” he says, still sitting in the office chair.

I glance at him, at his hard body, at his abs and his powerful thighs. At everything that is so familiar, yet so different about him.

“This was a mistake,” I finally say.

Seth gets up, disposing of the condom and pulling on his jeans. Of course his aren’t missing the buttons. “Only if you believe the bullshit.”

“What happened between us was real, not bullshit.”

“Yeah, what happened between us was real, especially the stuff that happened before I went to jail,” he reminds me.

“Easy for you to say. You didn’t get thrown away like nothing,” I point out.

Mouth thinning, he turns away, giving me a glimpse of his back and the tattoo on it.