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“Now I’m wondering if I got the vibe right last night, whether you and Paul were just fooling around with me, or if you really meant what you said.”
“About what?”
“About joining in the fun.” He stood up and walked over to her desk, put his hands flat on the glass and leaned toward her. “The thing is, my tastes have changed and developed over the past ten years.”
“In what way?” God, it was hard to breathe, let alone construct a coherent sentence. He was so close she could see all the greens, browns, and golds that made up the color of his eyes.
He reached out and brushed his thumb along her bottom lip. “Put it this way, I bet Paul still loves to fuck as much as he can—hell, if the guy could walk around with you permanently attached to his cock, he would, right?”
Julia found herself nodding, was rewarded by another sweep of his thumb across her lower lip.
“Paul probably shows up here whenever he’s in town, and takes you out for lunch and fucks you, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, so what?”
“So, nothing. There’s no need to defend him. Paul knows what he likes and he’s totally into you.” His smile was sweet. “I’d just play it a bit differently, that’s all.”
“Like how differently?” She had to ask, didn’t she? Paul would be proud of her and, if they truly wanted to explore all the sexual possibilities of Luke’s return, she had to be bold. Luke’s fingers trailed down her chin to the neck of her blouse and he undid the first button. She slapped her hands over his and he went still. “Luke, I’m at work.”
“I know. Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you here. Now, let go of my hands.”
She looked up at him, tried to gauge the sincerity of his answer from his face and realized she’d either have to trust him or tell him to leave.
“What’s it going to be, Julia?” he asked quietly. “Are you going to let me show you what I want from you, or not?”
She let go of his hands and placed her own on the desk in front of her. He undid the second button of her blouse and then the third. She shivered as his fingers spread the thin cotton, slid under the silk of her bra and cupped her breasts.
“See, this is what I’d want.” He used his fingers and thumbs to bring her nipples to hard, aching points. “Your nipples tight and your pussy already creaming for me.” He glanced up at her. “You’re wet, right?”
She gasped as he increased the tug on her nipples until she was biting her lip and squirming in her seat. He let go of her breasts and straightened up.
“Get up, Julia.” He came around the side of her desk and stood over her, his gaze taking in her shortness of breath, the way her taut nipples now pressed against the lace of her bra. He slowly opened the button of her pants and slid down the zipper to cup her mound.
“Nice little lace panties. I bet Paul likes them, too—easy to push to one side so he can get inside you fast.” Luke demonstrated what he meant, one long finger sliding through the thick wetness and swollen flesh of her arousal. He rubbed her clit. “You’re wet, Julia. You’re so wet I could fuck you right now without any foreplay whatsoever.”
He slid his thumb into the tight space between her panties and her sex and squeezed her clit hard. “But that’s for Paul, right? Because sometimes I bet he’s on you so fast you don’t have a chance.” He groaned. “Yeah, that’s it; you’re always ready to take him, aren’t you?”
As Luke talked, Julia tried to keep a wary eye on the door, but it was impossible to concentrate as he focused his considerable skills on her clit, making it as hard and needy as her nipples. She went on up on tiptoes, tried to grind her mound against the palm of his hand.
He stopped moving his fingers. “Don’t think about coming, Julia. That’s not going to happen.”
She managed to look at him. “You think you can stop me?”
“Hell, yeah.” He stepped back and sucked his fingers into his mouth, licking off her taste. “That’s where I’m different than Paul.” He strolled around to the other side of her desk and sat back down in the chair. “I want you like this, all day, aroused, stimulated and ready for me. I want you thinking about me touching you. I want you touching yourself, so that when I see you tonight, you’ll look just like you do now, ready to be fucked hard.”
Julia managed to sit down and rebutton her blouse and pants even though her hands were shaking. “You think I can look like this all day and no one would notice?”
He shrugged. “So, they notice. The guys will wish it was them going to get lucky, and the ladies will just be envying you.”
“I hardly think so.” Despite the depth of her awareness of him, she was damned if she was going to let him see it. “What’s to stop me bringing myself off the minute you leave?”
“Because that’s not the point, is it? The point is that you have to wait to be satisfied. You have to wait until I let you come, or I fuck you.”
God, why did his words make her sex throb in response as if all he had to do was snap his fingers and she’d do whatever he said? She licked her suddenly dry lips. “I’m not sure if I’d be any good at doing what I’m told.”
His smile invited her to travel down the dark sexual paths he was creating, to experience emotions she’d never felt before. “I know that, Julia, but I also know that deep down, you’ve always wondered what it would be like to give yourself to a guy like that, haven’t you?”
She thought about following him home that night, of kneeling before him in the dilapidated building, of doing whatever he told her to, simply to get fucked. It should have frightened her, but it was Luke who was asking. Although there was one thing she needed to clear up.
