“Well, that’s good.”
“Yeah, and then”—I couldn’t stop grinning—“we kissed.”
Sam’s eyes widened, and she jolted forward. “Shut up!”
I chuckled at her reaction. “I’m serious. It happened in the elevator.”
She covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes bugging out once more. “Oh my god, are you serious? What did you do?”
“What could I do?” I shrugged, still riding the high of the moment. “I enjoyed it.”
“So, it’s a good thing you texted him and not me then?”
“I don’t know.” I sank onto the couch beside her. “He told me to forget about the kiss.”
“So he regrets it?”
“I don’t know. Maybe. I think we’re both trying to process what happened because it wasn’t planned, you know?”
“Right.”
We sat in silence for a moment until she asked, “Are you really going to forget about it?”
“Hell no. I literally can’t stop thinking about it.”
Sam grinned. “Well, whatever happens, just make sure it’s worth it. You don’t want to get fired over a kiss.”
I rolled my eyes and swatted her playfully on the arm. “Thanks for the advice, Dr. Phil.”
She laughed and nudged me with her elbow. “Hey, I’m just saying. You deserve to be happy, but not if it’s going to cost you your job.”
I smiled, grateful for her support. “I know, and I really appreciate it.”
“Always.”
Sam returned to her show, and I headed to my room for a quick shower. Except as I stood under the spray of the warm water, the thought of Sean’s soft lips on mine was all I could think of as I soaped up my body.
Closing my eyes, I reached down and wrapped my hand around my hardening length. Images of him helping me stroke myself replaced memories of our kiss and caused me to moan as the water and the body wash helped my hand glide up and down my shaft.
Each stroke sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I pictured him before me on his knees. His eyes were dark with desire as his lips parted, waiting to take me into his warm mouth. My hips thrust as though I was fucking his gorgeous face.
Fucking my boss’s gorgeous face.
“Yeah, Sean, you like that?” I breathed as I worked my cock. “You want this dick?” I jerked myself harder. “Yeah, you do. Take it into your mouth and suck.”
My legs started to tremble, and I braced myself on the wall as I continued to work myself.
“Yeah, that’s it.”
With a ragged gasp, I let go, my cum coating the wall of the shower and leaving me spent.
I’d never spoken aloud while masturbating, never kissed an older man before, and never kissed my boss either, but damn, I was enjoying it all.
14
Sean
The following morning,I sat at my desk doing everything I could to delay joining Declan and Camille, who were already in the conference room working on the Whitman case.
