It would be amazing to see if I wasn’t struck with guilt every time I glanced at either of them. Fucking Kane not long after I fucked Sawyer felt like a betrayal, even though Bianca was right. I was single and not tied down to any man.
Hell, if I was a man, then sleeping around like that would be praised.
The problem was that I’d never done anything like this before, and I’d never had multiple people look my way. Kane’s interest felt like a further betrayal of how long I had lusted after Sawyer.
And each time I brought them tea or reminded them that it was the end of the day and they should get some rest, they would flirt with me. Small winks, lingering touches, and not-so-subtle eyes wandering over my body created an ache inside me that I tried to settle at home with my own fingers.
It was no use.
I wanted Sawyer inside me again. I desperately wanted Kane to fuck me so hard his shirt tore.
Both of those things felt impossible, given how swamped everyone was. By the time Friday rolled around, I was horny and frustrated with nothing to take it out on. Sawyer and Kane hadn’t left his office all day and now Liam was here to give his insight to the latest patent issue.
It was looking more and more likely that I was going to be working this weekend, which meant even my light fantasy of going to town with my vibrator would also be put on hold.
Standing by my desk, I stared through the gap in the door and watched Sawyer drag his hand through his hair while puffing out his cheeks. He looked frustrated and as he stretched, the edge of his shirt rode up just enough to expose a sliver of golden skin.
My heart skipped a beat.
Fuck.
The longer I had the two of them consuming my thoughts, the more I wondered if it wasn’t guilt I was feeling but greed. Greedy for another touch, another kiss, another taste.
Rolling my eyes to myself, I gathered up the files Sawyer needed me to take to HR about overtime and headed for the elevator. A few more hours, and with any luck, I would be out of here. Some time away, even for the weekend, would surely do me good—enough to get my lustful thoughts under control, at least.
I stepped into the elevator and hit the button for the fourteenth floor, but just as the doors slid closed, a hand appeared in the gap, and they re-opened with a hiss.
Liam walked in with a warm, cheeky smile. As soon as we locked eyes, he winked at me.
“Well, hey stranger.”
“Stranger?” I lifted a brow. “I literally served you coffee two hours ago.”
“You know what I mean.” He leaned around me and pressed a button but I was too distracted by how good he smelled to notice which one. “We haven’t talked in forever.”
The doors slid closed silently.
“Well, everyone has been busy,” I pointed out. Taking a half step away, I tried to put distance between us because not only did Liam smell fucking fantastic, but his hair was extra floppy today. Soft strands danced across his forehead as he talked and his light blue shirt was unbuttoned low enough that I glimpsed a few soft curls of chest hair.
The sight made my mouth water and my core clench; I was insatiable, clearly.
“Yes.” Liam sighed deeply, and his shoulders bunched together. “It’s a busy time.”
“How is Marie?” I asked, seeking a more innocent conversation before my thoughts ran wild with themselves.
“She’s good.” He turned to face me and an easy smirk played across his lips. “She’s enjoying being in the city but wants to come and spend time with her new friend Callie again. I’d let her if it wasn’t sure to make Sawyer burst a blood vessel.”
We both chuckled lightly, and then Liam slowly licked over his lower lip.
“She’s not the only one who’s been wanting to spend some one-on-one time with you.”
The air within the elevator suddenly thickened and my next breath was labored. Warmth flushed down my neck and breastbone as we locked eyes.
“Oh really?” I asked, playing into it a little with the safety net of knowing the elevator would arrive at my floor at any moment.
“Absolutely.”
Liam stepped closer; then suddenly, we were both flung back against the wall when the elevator clunked loudly. Gears crunched and the air filled with the deafening sound of metal on metal. The lights flickered, and then the elevator came to an abrupt halt.