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She swallows hard. I’m rewarded by the soft flush on her cheeks and her rapid breathing.

“Y-yes.”

“Even though you know what it means?”

“Nobody has to know.” Her words are barely audible. “Right?”

I grin, moving to cup her face with one hand. “I need to taste that mouth.”

The electricity between us goes straight to my groin. My cock throbs as I take in her scent; that subtle hint of vanilla and coconut. I want to bury myself in her. Knowing we could get caught is turning me on all the more.

“The things I want to do to you,” I mutter, my lips hovering over hers. “I can’t stop thinking about you. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind for weeks.”

“Kiss me.”

Her words are my undoing as I press my lips to her and a sigh leaves her mouth as I deepen the kiss, my tongue seeking hers, which finds mine eagerly. I pull her to me as she stands and I hitch her up, pulling her to my body and walking her toward the door. I can’t help it as I push her against it, needing her to feel me. I grip her hip with my other hand as I push my hard cock against her stomach. She makes a noise, and it’s like music to my ears as I take her mouth. I want her to relish in this. I want to make her feel good.

“Fuck,” I mutter, pulling back. “I need to be inside you.”

Her breath hitches in her chest.

“Gray.” Instead of pushing me away, reminding me we shouldn’t, or that we’re at her workplace and she’s my lawyer, she pulls me closer by my tie.

“Did you forget how my mind works, sweetheart? That I’m an impatient man who only has eyes for you?”

“You do?” she stammers.

I chuckle, loving how I make her squirm. She’s impatient, too, and that turns me on.

“You know I do.” I run my nose along her jawline. “Especially in these short skirts. You know I still keep your panties in my bedside table. I jerk off to them.”

“Holy shit,” she whispers.

I push against her harder. “What do you need?”

“You know what I need, but here?”

“I can’t fuck you here,” I tell her, annoyed that we can’t. “As much as I’d like to.”

She groans softly when I nip her neck. “Oh.” Her moans are almost my undoing. This is so fucking sexy.

“Tell me how wet you are.”

She bites down on her lip. “Very.”

I reach down and grasp the hem of her skirt, shoving it up without warning as she gasps.

I chuckle, cupping her pussy with one hand. I can feel how wet she is beneath the sheer fabric of her panties.

“My baby needs some relief,” I say. “Do you want to come for me?”

I fondle her as she squirms against the door. I love what I do to her. I love how her control vanishes when I touch her.

She nods.

We clearly don’t have to be undressed to enjoy one another. And while I know I’m not gonna get off with her right now, getting her off is satisfying enough.

I slip my hand inside her panties, pulling the fabric aside, and she gasps.

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