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The thing was that might have been his original reason for agreeing to this whole thing, but it wasn’t the reason he wanted her here now. Quinn took her hand and headed for the elevator. “Let’s get out of here before we run into someone else.”
“You took the words right out of my mouth.”
He barely waited for the elevator doors to close before pulling her into his arms and kissing her. There were so many conflicting emotions circling inside him, he didn’t know where to start. He liked Aubry. He didn’t like the expiration date she’d put on them. He just needed to find out how to broach the subject without spooking her.
What am I saying? I know the perfect way.
The elevator dinged, bringing him back to himself. He stepped out into the hallway, keeping his hold on her hand. “Come on, peaches. I have a promise to fulfill.”
“God forbid you drop the ball on that.” The anger was gone from her face, though she shot a look at the closing elevator doors like she was putting serious consideration into going back down to the lobby and throwing down with Rochelle. He liked that she was so fierce, almost jealous. It made him think he might actually have a chance at getting her to agree to give this a shot. A real shot.
He held the room door open for her and then closed it softly behind him. “On the chair by the desk.” It was a sturdy thing with thick arms and a wide seat. Perfect for his purposes.
She obeyed, sitting primly on the edge of the seat. “Are we going to play dirty secretary? Because I think you’d look fetching crawling toward me with an envelope between your teeth.”
“Something like that.” He knelt in front of her, catching her ankles in his hands. “Do you want to know a secret?”
“Hell yes.”
He traced circles on her anklebone with his thumb. “I spent the entire fucking dinner thinking about dropping my napkin under the table and crawling down there to get it.”
“Clumsy of you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m a clumsy guy sometimes. And while I was down there, the temptation to taste you would be too much.” He ran his hands up her legs, lifting her dress as he did, until the fabric hit the tops of her thighs. It was so silky it bunched effortlessly, revealing the long expanse of her pale skin. “Look how easy it was to get between your thighs. Almost like you were inviting me.”
Aubry reached over her head and clasped the back of the chair, spreading her legs in invitation. “That’s because I was. Your family is so unbelievably unbearable, I needed something to distract myself. Since you invited me here in the first place, being a distraction is your job.”
He gripped her thighs, exhaling harshly when he found that she wore no panties. “I know an invitation when I see one, peaches.” He spread her folds, dipping one thumb into her wetness and spreading it up over her clit. “And this right here is an invitation.”
She lifted her hips. “Would you be talking this much while you were under the table?”
“Shh.” He lightly smacked her thigh with his free hand. “This is a nice dinner. You can’t let anyone know that I’ve got my mouth all over you beneath the table.” Quinn slid his hands under her ass and lifted her a little, thrusting his tongue into her.
Aubry moaned. “You don’t think they’d notice that you’ve been down there a while?”
“Do you care if they do?” He licked her clit. “I think that’s exactly what you want, dirty girl. For every single person at that table to know that I’m tongue-fucking you to orgasm.”
“Maybe.”
He pushed two fingers into her. “No maybe about it. You forget, peaches—I know you. I know what gets you hot and wet and needy. I think that would fit the bill nicely. Now be quiet and try not to scream my name when I make you come.”
He licked her again, not stopping this time. It was hot, so fucking hot, to think about doing this to her exactly as he’d described, with her writhing and making little helpless sounds as she tried to be quiet. He didn’t think his cock could get any harder, but when her hands came to rest on the back of his head, he thought he might burst out of his slacks.
Aubry gave up all pretense of being quiet, rolling her hips to guide him exactly where she wanted him. “Right there. Oh my God, Quinn, that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Hearing her desperate words even as she went wild against his mouth—knowing he was the cause of her pleasure—was unbearably good. He picked up his pace, sucking on her clit just like he knew she liked, relishing her nails pressing against the back of his head, holding him in place.
