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“The other day wasn’t just good for you, Charly. It was amazing for me too, but I do have a policy that I don’t date anyone that works for me, so you pose a problem because I very much want to fuck you,” he says as he turns and walks back toward me and takes my face in the palms of his hands. “Over. And. Over. Again.” And with that, his lips land on mine as every worry, every voice in my head telling me this is a bad idea falls away, because Luke Masters’ lips are on mine and that’s all I want to think about from now on.
“We can’t do this in here…” I mutter against his mouth as his teeth sink into my bottom lip as my eyes roll into the back of my head and all thought leaves my brain.
“I know,” he mutters, his mouth travelling down the side of my neck before his teeth sink into my skin, the way he did the other night that drove me out of my mind. “But I can’t stop this. I can't keep my hands off you.” And I don’t want him to. The way his fingers are digging into my hips, the way his cock is lengthening against my stomach and the way I’m trembling at the idea of what he can do to my body, is sending my brain into overdrive and I refuse to listen to reason.
“Luke…” I moan into the empty room, my head falling back as his fingers find the hem of my skirt and lift. It’s not until his hands find the lace of my panties that his growl reverberates against me.
“Fuck, I remember the panties you were wearing that night, I’ve been thinking about them since I woke up to an empty room.” He grabs my ass as my skirt bunches around my waist and the second he realizes my legs are free, he picks me up and spins, setting me on the edge of his desk. “I did a lot of things that night, but there’s one thing I’ve been dreaming about since I saw you.” Our eyes meet and before I have a chance to ask what he’s talking about; he lowers to his knees as his eyes take in my lace-covered pussy. “I never did taste you,” he whispers as if he’s talking directly to my heat and I’m not even in the room. “My plan was to wake you with my mouth.” His eyes flick to mine, which are hooded as the anticipation of what he’s about to do slams into me.
“And is that something you still want to do?” My voice is small as his smile broadens and his fingers take hold of the edges of my panties and gently lowers them down my legs.
“Oh sweetheart, it’s something I'm dying to do. But I'm warning you now, there are consequences to you leaving without a word…” His words linger as his eyes feast on my heat. I'm growing wetter and wetter the longer he stares.
“And how will you punish me?” I ask, his fingers digging into my thighs as his face lowers, his breath tickling my pussy and sending immense pleasure rolling through my body. When his eyes sparkle with mischief, a sense of dread settles over me.
“You’re not allowed to come until I tell you.”
My eyes widen. We never did this, we fucked like rabbits, but he never edged me until he was satisfied, and I'm guessing from the way my eyes widen and by the way my breath catches that he senses my apprehension because he lightly kisses my inner thigh.
“I promise, sweetheart, you’ll love it.” And with that, his face lowers and the second that talented tongue of his lands on my pussy, every hesitation flies out of my head, because the sensation takes over my entire being.
I’m crashing toward my orgasm sooner than either of us expected so when he stops all movement, kissing up and down my inner thigh but staying away from the one spot we both know will send me over the edge, I groan.
“Please…” I beg, knowing that it’s futile and the man will do what he wants, but I had to do something because my legs are shaking, and my hands are white-knuckling the desk as I shut my eyes.
“Fuck, hearing you beg is probably one of my favorite things to hear.” His voice is dripping with lust and when my eyes open and look down I almost come right there, because his lips are glistening with remnants of my arousal and his eyes are so dark that I wonder if they changed color.
“Luke…” I say one more time hoping it does something to help but of course he just chuckles to himself and he takes one of his fingers, tracing the outline of my entrance and lightly hitting my clit with each pass. My breath catches with each stroke and my entire body shudders.
“I love how responsive you are to me. You always like this?” he asks, his eyes meeting mine and I think about lying to him. Telling him it’s not just him that makes me this pent up, it’s not just him that gets me to orgasm so fast I don’t have a chance to savor it, but I can’t. I just shake my head, loving the cocky smirk that plays at the edge of his lips. “That’s what I thought,” he murmurs as he lowers his head once more.
“So cocky…” I breathe just before his lips touch mine and as my breath catches, he bites down on my clit and I shatter, right there in the middle of his office. I bite my bottom lip until I taste blood, trying not to make a sound as my entire body convulses under his ministrations. Over and over, he continues to lick, suck and taste me until I collapse onto his desk.
“I think I’m cocky for a reason, yeah?” he teases as he kisses his way up to my lips and kisses me softly.
“Maybe,” I conceded, making him laugh.
“Come back to my place tonight,” he demands, and my first instinct is to fight the pull between us, fight against the way my body reacts when it’s near him, but I can’t, so I just nod, hoping we can get this out of our system before it ruins both of us.
Chapter 7
Going back out to my desk feels like an alternate reality. The woman I am outside of Luke’s office is completely different from the one I was pushed up against Luke’s desk, and it’s starting to stress me out as every set of eyes follow me when I shut the door behind me.
Do I look like I was just given one of the best orgasms of my life?
Do they know that I plan to go to Luke’s place later and let him have his way with me?
I shake all of those thoughts out of my head as I open my computer and curse silently. Still no password. I eye the phone, wondering if I should bother Luke, but I know if I don’t do any work, it will look worse, so I chance it. I pick up the receiver, hit the button that bears his name and wait for him to pick up.
“Miss me already?” he teases, his voice lowering with each word with the promise of things to come. I can't help the snort that escapes, causing his chuckle to filter through the line. “Did you just snort?” he asks as I hold my hand over my mouth so it doesn’t happen again, while simultaneously trying not to die of embarrassment.
“You know, making fun of your assistant isn’t really smart,” I tease back as the rapid beating of my heart starts to slow.
“Is that a fact? Did you want to come back into my office and punish me?”
How fast things change. One second I’m trying my hardest to stay away from this man, and now all I can think about is what would happen if I did go back in there and throw out all my barriers.
“Oh, it sounds as if you like that idea.” He chuckles before I shake the fog away and try to concentrate on the rest of my day.
