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“I agree. I need to clear my mind about several things I’ve read,” she said, breaking into his thoughts.
After placing the files she’d been reading in a neat stack in the corner of her desk, she then leaned back in her chair. He thought the movement rather sexy. “I have a feeling there’s something vital I’m missing, Locke. I did highlight a few things that we can discuss later.”
“Not until Monday. Let’s officially close our offices for the weekend. How does that sound?”
“Great to me, and a movie sounds nice. I haven’t been to one in a while. The last one I got Malik to go with me. It was a Marvel movie, and he said it bored him to tears. Who gets bored during an action-packed movie?”
It was on the tip of Locke’s tongue to say, probably someone whose life was just as adventurous as any of those characters on the screen. Instead, he said, “Malik seems like a nice guy.”
Hollis rolled her eyes. “He’s nice when he’s not trying to boss me around.”
“Does he have any family?”
“No. He grew up in the foster home across the street. Malik spent more time at our house than his own. For the first fifteen years of his life, he had been shuffled to several foster homes. He liked the normalcy being at our place provided. The Richardsons kept around seven foster kids at any given time. I think they saw it as an income stream more than anything else.”
She paused as if remembering that time and then said. “When Malik was about to enter his junior year of high school, the Richardsons no longer wanted to be foster parents and made plans to move away to New Jersey. Derek asked Mom and Dad if Malik could move in with us. They didn’t have a problem with it and thought it was a good idea.”
Locke decided not to ask her anything else about Malik. If he wanted to know anything, then he would ask Dak. If Malik was into clandestine activities that he wanted kept from Hollis, then it was his right to do so. “How soon do you want to leave for the movies?”
“I’ll be ready as soon as you are, Locke.”
He held her gaze for a moment and then entered her office and closed the door. He was ready to call it a day since they’d worked long enough for a Saturday. Besides, he wanted to get into this one fantasy he couldn’t get out of his head.
She didn’t even bother to ask what he thought he was doing. Sometimes he was convinced Hollis was locked in step with his every move. Like now. Already she was removing that off-the-shoulder blouse, and he was unbuttoning his shirt.
How had he been able to adequately control his desire for women until the day she had walked across his threshold? What was there about her that was a total turn-on? Her looks? Yes. Her body? Another yes. Her keen sense of intelligence? Definitely. Her kick ass abilities? Absolutely. But there was something else about her that he couldn’t put his finger on, and at the moment, he didn’t want to. He felt the need for his fingers to be somewhere else right now.
When she moved from around her desk, she was stripped down to her undies and bra. All he had to do was step out of his pants and remove his briefs. “I’ve never been this naughty before, Locke.”
Neither had he, but she had the ability to bring out a degree of lustiness he hadn’t realized he possessed. Known as a guy who could go months without the opposite sex, he found such a thing impossible with her. Especially after last night. She met all his needs on every level, and he wanted to believe he did hers, as well. He felt pretty damn confident; after all her orgasms, he had proven he was definitely her type.
She had removed her bra and was about to remove her panties when he said, “Let me.”
Completely naked, he slowly walked to her, lowered to his knees, and began lowering the barely-there lacy black thong down her legs. When she stepped out of them and he tossed them aside, he didn’t get back on his feet. He stared up at her and said. “There are two things that I’ve been thinking of doing today.”
“What?” she asked.
“First, making love to you with my mouth. Right here.”
“Right where, Locke?”
He knew she was aware of the answer to that as well. But if he had to show her, he had no problem doing so. “Right here.”
Taking hold of her hips, he leaned in and captured the most intimate part of her, easily sliding his tongue inside of her. After last night, he didn’t want to think he was addicted to her taste, but that just might be a possibility by the way he was lapping her up. He felt the way her fingers were digging into his shoulders, and then she placed her hands on both sides of his head to just hold him there, to her.
She screamed, and he fought the urge to join her, just from the enjoyment of her taste. But he wanted to be inside her when he came. He wanted the feel of her inner muscles clenching him, milking everything out of him.
Moving away to sheath a condom, he said. “The second is taking you on this damn desk.”
Locke swooped her into his arms and sat her on the edge of the desk, while opening her legs. His thrust was hard and quick. Then they came in rapid succession. She came again, and this time he was right there with her when an orgasm overtook him as well. Not once, not twice, but three times. This was madness. But as he stared down into her eyes, the look of awe in their dark depths meant what they’d shared had been a first for her, too.
“Do you think we’ll have energy to go anywhere after this?” he asked.
“What’s wrong, Locke? Did I wear you out?”
“Almost,” he said, chuckling. He then leaned down and kissed her, liking how she returned his kiss with just as much fervor as he was putting into it. Pulling away, he said, “I think we need to get out of here or we won’t be worth a damn next week.”
She smiled. “You’re probably right. Now I know why they call you Danger. You are a risk to any woman’s senses.”
