Page 49 of Indebted

“Yeah?”

“I need…”

“Yeah? Tell me what you need.” His tongue stole my breath.

You.

Instead, I whispered. “Touch me.”

He squeezes a hand between us, hovering over my clit. “Here?”

“Yes.”

He touched me like he’d been bringing me to orgasm my whole life and I flew apart.

I cried out and his hand clapped over my mouth to try and muffle it. My inner muscles clenched around his thick cock. He cursed, his strokes growing wild. His jaw clamped shut, eyes rolling back as he came.

We were both breathing heavily when a tentative knock came from his office door.

Chapter 17

Justin still had me pinned to his desk, his body draped over me. The room was hot and smelled of sex.

“Dr. Kingston?” The girl I’d asked to watch the front desk’s voice traveled through the door. “Is everything okay?”

We shared a look.

“Fantastic,” Justin grinned down at me, my stomach fluttering. “Everything is fantastic.”

“Are you sure? I saw—”

“It’s fine, I’ll be out in a second, please wait at the front for my four o’clock appointment.”

There was a brief moment of hesitancy before the sound of hushed voices and footsteps retreated crept through the door.

He was still buried deep inside me, as if he were as loath as myself to break this connection between us.

“How’re you?” his kisses were gentle. Tender. Possessive.

I never wanted them to end.

“I’d say fantastic, but I think that’s already been used.”

He barked a laugh. “You’re something else, Katie, you know that?” He brushed my damp hair away from my face. “Don’t ever change.”

Something changed in the air, and I could only nod. “Okay.”

I expected him to break the contact then, to break this whole spell and thrust us back into the reality of work, but he didn’t.

“Come over Saturday.”

I blinked.

Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

“I don’t think—”