Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 468 "Mitchel..." Raegan tried to speak, but Mitchel's kiss silenced her.

"Hmm..." A quiet gasp slipped out as she grabbed onto his shirt.

Feeling her quick breaths, Mitchel tightened his hold on her. He gently pried her lips apart for a deep, commanding kiss, exploring with his tongue in bold swirls.

Blinded by his tie, Raegan felt like she was losing her breath to him. The fading of her other senses made the kiss feel even more thrilling.

Mitchel held her closely, kissing her with a passion that filled the quiet, well-lit office.

Raegan, still in her work clothes, a white blouse and pencil skirt, found herself in disarray. Her blouse was undone, revealing more than intended, and her skirt had ridden up.

Mitchel, ignited by the sight of her in such a state, yearned for more. His hand moved behind her, and then there was a faint snap.

The sound of a strap being released.

Raegan's eyes went wide in shock. He had gone further than she expected...

With his tie on, all Raegan could feel was the hot trail of his fingers, making her cheeks burn. She tried to push him away, mumbling, "Mitchel... We're at your company. We can't... This desk is for work..." Her words were all over the place. And this was the desk Mitchel used every day! If they made out here, how could she ever look at it the same way again? Mitchel gently bit her lip, his voice low and rough. "Don't you think it's nice to make some good memories with this desk? It makes me happy just to see it." Mitchel loved the excitement of being so close to Raegan in his office.

Raegan was freaking out. This was too much! "Beep! Beep! Beep!" The sudden sound of the internal phone ringing made Raegan jump, and she tensed up all over.

Mitchel noticed her stiffen, his kiss becoming gentler, his breath turning deeper and more enticing. "Why are you so nervous?" "Your... Your work... Raegan managed to say.

When she tried to stand, Mitchel smoothly changed their positions, pulling her onto his lap.

wrapped her arms around his

to spill from Raegan's eyes. She didn't want to move, yet the heat was unbearable! Suddenly, the call switched to speakerphone, silencing Raegan immediately. "Hello, Mr. Dixon, Mr. Frazier is here." Mitchel glanced at Raegan,

I'll be there." Just as the call seemed to end, a familiar

was Devonte who had grabbed

Mitchel didn't respond.

like she'd been caught, tried to pull away, but Mitchel kept her close. Gripping her waist, he drew her in closer,

moan into Mitchel's chest, unable

Devonte realized what was happening

tight, which only allowed Mitchel to take

her skirt, he simply said, "Nothing." Devonte, always one to joke around, asked, "Did I just hear a cat? Are you sneaking off

slightly

looking at Raegan's flushed face with admiration, asked provocatively "Any objections?" "Not at all. I'm not in a hurry." Devonte casually suggested, "How about I give you an hour?" "Sounds good," Mitchel responded,

how composed Mitchel

to her, encouraging softly, "Baby, it's okay to enjoy it." Raegan's neck was lightly covered in sweat as

Raegan to the comfier

her clothes. Mitchel had removed her clothing when he

looked incredibly

leaned in and whispered, "Relax, honey... It's okay to bite

of

up to clean up, washing her

a good girl. Cleaning up saves you from taking any medication."

Raegan felt