*David*

The scent of aged leather and paper filled my nostrils as I sat behind the heavy oak desk in my office surrounded by documents and contracts that seemed to have no end. But as much as I tried to focus on the words before my eyes, my mind wasn't having it.

My body still tingled from the sex with Grace the previous night, and my brain was occupied with memories of her moaning and squirming beneath me. She fitted so perfectly into my arms–it felt like she ...