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Whoops and jeers come from the other guards present, and O’Hara shouts, “Quick! Someone snap a pic of our future mayor sexually harassing his subordinate!”
Sharpe pulls back from me with a laugh. “I’m the one being attacked here!”
Ignoring everyone else, I wrap my legs around Sharpe and nibble his neck.
His chuckle fills my ear. “What’s this about?”
“We’re getting our home back!” I straighten and shove my phone into his face. “Construction restarts tomorrow!”
His eyes widen. “No more sharing one room?”
Excitement shoots through me. “No more waking up with Anny’s butt in our faces.”
“Hot damn.” He tugs me back in for a heated kiss, not caring about the officers in the room with us.
“Get a room, you two!” Trent yells while a wolf whistle pierces the air.
Sharpe pulls back. “Sounds like a good idea.”
Arms still wrapped around me, he strides from the locker room amidst peels of laughter and heads for the new portal Reese linked up to the Hub. Since his hands are full with me, I lean back to open the door, pushing it inward.
Cool air sweeps out, and tingles rush over my skin as Sharpe steps through.
A startled Meredith greets us. “Hey, bosses, what’s up?”
“We’re using the conference room.” Sharpe kicks the door shut and raises his voice to be heard past the free-standing wall. “Don’t disturb us.”
“I planned to take a coffee break, anyway!” she calls back.
He passes the sitting area and walks into the dark, enclosed office at the back.
Pausing to kick that door closed, too, he strides to the desk and sets me on the edge.
Our lips crash together again, urgency in our movements as we tug off each other’s clothes. My T-shirt and bra fall to the floor, his hands roaming over my body as he undresses me, tracing my collarbones and the swell of my breasts.
His head dips, mouth closing around one taut nipple, and my back arches, my fingers tangling in his dark hair.
“Gods.” My head falls back. “Why does this always feel so good?”
Sharpe’s lips graze over the valley between my breasts as he seeks my other nipple. “Because every moment with you is new.”
I gasp as pleasure shoots through me, and I shove his open shirt to push it down his arms, needing his bare skin beneath my hands. My nails dig into his hard shoulders and scrape down the sinewy muscles of his back, marking him as mine. He worships every inch of my breasts, his skillful tongue claiming ownership of my body.
Sharpe’s head lifts, his face caught in shadows. “You’re so beautiful. You deserve better than a desk.”
My gaze sweeps over the sparsely furnished room. “Unless you can make one appear out of thin air…”
I trail off as the couch from the other room appears from thin air, dropping into the empty space to the left.
My focus jumps back to Sharpe. “Wow, you’re getting good at that.”
“It’s easier when it’s something I want.” He scoops me up and strides the two paces to the couch.
We fall onto the soft cushions in a tangle of limbs and need, the leather a shock of cold against my back. His fingers dance along my ribs, tracing the shallow dips and rises before he reaches my waist. There, he traces light circles around my navel, making my stomach muscles contract.
He moves down my body to the button on my pants, his mouth painting a wet path down my center as he peels them off. Cool air kisses my heated skin as I lie beneath him, fully exposed.
When he teases at my belly button, my fingers drive through his hair. “Sharpe, don’t stop there.”
