Chapter 4 SEX IN MY OFFICE.

~ LOGAN'S POV ~

I ended the call with Jane and dropped the phone, the silence in my office was thick, broken only by the distant hum of the city. I was staring out the window, but my gaze was unfocused, fixed on the chaotic replay of the other day's events.

I hadn't gone home since I'd left her there. A flicker of something, curiosity maybe, wondered what was going on with her. But what's it to me? I shoved the thought away. I should care less about her life right now. Right?

I frowned at my phone, still puzzled by the call I'd just ended. What did she want to tell me? It definitely didn't sound like she'd signed the divorce papers, not with the way she'd dodged my question. God, Jane was such a difficult nut to crack. I ran my fingers through my hair, a familiar irritation tightening my jaw.

Suddenly my office door creaks open bringing me back from my lost thoughts, as Anna strode in.

She seemed to catch my attention with the sexy gown she was putting on and her red heels that complements the gown.

Anna had been my friend since from college she had travel to Paris to Futher her studies and her career as a model just when I met with Jane.

"Who was it?" Anna's voice purred, sharp and demanding the moment she got in.

Her manicured fingers trailed lightly across my chest, a possessive reminder of her presence as she approached me while I was standing close to the window.

"No one, important." I reached for her, pulling her face closer, and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"It's no one," I repeated, firmer this time. I wasn't lying. Jane was nothing to me. I was only with her because of my grandfather and her late mother. If she hadn't gotten them involved, pushing for this farce of a marriage after she'd promised to just let things slide, I wouldn't have been stuck with her at all.

"No one important?" Anna pouted, peering down at me. As she left me to sit on the edge of my desk, legs swinging casually as I leaned back in my chair.

"Then why do you look so stressed after that call? Was it from your... wife?"

She dragged the word "wife" out like it was something vile, and I almost smirked. "Mm." I just nodded, tossing the phone carelessly onto the polished wood of my table. There was no point in lying to her.

"About the divorce?" She slid off the desk, gracefully perching herself on my lap, her arms wrapping around my neck. "Did you do as you promised?"

"Yeah. I am sure the paper might have reached her form the lawyer office. I think she's signed them." I tightened my hands around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer, inhaling the familiar, comforting vanilla scent I adored. I loved everything about Anna.

She made me feel calm, focused enough to do things cleanly, decisively.

"I still don't get it." She frowned, looking down at me again. "Why did you even marry her? It's not as if she's beautiful."

"She's just your replacement." I reached up, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "You're the only one in my heart, Lilith, and you always will be," I promised, staring deep into the eyes of the only woman I had ever truly loved. If she hadn't left me because of her career, we would have been married years ago.

Who knows, she would have given me an heir by now instead of wasting three of my precious years with that barren bitch.

"What if she refuses to sign the papers?" Lilith's thumb stroked my shoulder, her gaze searching mine. "What will you do then? Will you stick with her? Or will she.."

"She won't dare." I cut her off with a kiss, sealing her lips. "Don't worry about this, darling. I'll make sure she does. You're the only one I recognize as my wife. I don't care about anyone else."

She giggled softly at that, pressing another kiss to my lips. "Do you hate me for leaving all these years?"

"Not at all." I grinned, brushing the hair from her face again. "I missed you, though. There wasn't a single day that went by that I didn't regret letting you leave."

"I'm sorry about that." She placed her hands on my cheeks, pinching them lightly. "I'm back now, darling. I don't intend to leave."

"I hope you don't." These years away from her had felt like floating in the dark. I'd lived each day regretting the night I met Jane. If I hadn't been drunk off my arse that fateful night, I wouldn't have fallen into that gold digger's trap.

"You're stuck with me forever." She kissed my nose, a playful smile on her face. "I'm back and won't ever go." Her voice was strong with conviction, leaving no doubt she was serious.

"Are you sure?" I asked in a low tone not letting her reply as I placed a kiss on her lip and on her exposed cleavages.

"Of course yes." she whispered as she licked my ears, adjusting herself on my desk exposing her pussy in my face she was not putting on panties. It was quite tempting. I stood up and placed a deep kiss on her lips as my hands slid in between her thighs.

She shivers when my hands come in contact with her clit from under her gown.

Arching forward and baring her clit to my fingers for more assault. I plunged my fingers into her tight sheath causing her to pulsate. She shivered as I continued to ram my fingers into her core.

"Fuck!" She choked out a cry. Her hands on the table were trembling as she tried to steady herself.

I guessed she was enjoying it. This is more than she bargained for.

"How much did you miss me?" I asked in a hoarse voice as I brought my face down to suckle the skin just below her neck. But she couldn't reply. She cried out in ecstasy.

"I knew it, Anna. You miss me badly" I concluded from the way she was reacting.

"Logan!" Anna's voice came out as a plea.

"Tell me Anna?" I coaxed "Tell me how much you missed my cock inside you,"

"I'm-missed..." She tried speaking but she trialled with her eyes closed. "Don't you dare stop! Make me wet Logan." She commanded with a voice filled with nothing but pure arousal.

"Don't stop touching me. Please fuck me!" Anna said with a quivering voice that sent millions of signals to my head.

The type that made me almost forgot I was in my office.