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I remember how he’d cut his dark blue eyes to me during the meeting, and it had flustered me, made my stomach twist in half. He’d smirked and resumed his patient staring at the PowerPoint presentation, not taking a single note whereas my scribbling hand was cramping.
Those eyes, flashing to my face, made me jump out of my skin. I hadn’t known why. Now I do.
“I was remembering the board meeting a few weeks back.” My head rolls to one side as he kisses under the hinge of my jaw. I have a full-body shiver. His hand spreads across my ribs, thumb nudging the underside of my breast. My total focus narrows down to this half inch of contact.
“Yes, what about it? I’m not doing so well if you’re thinking about it now.”
He returns his mouth to mine and dials it up a little. It’s minutes before I can speak again. Possibly hours. My breath is in little gasping pants, and he bites down gently onto my bottom lip.
His thumb slides up, nudges my nipple softly and continues up to my jaw. I jolt and quiver.
I have to explain myself properly. “You looked at me and . . . And I think I wanted to kiss you. I only just realized.”
“Oh, really.”
I am rewarded by his other hand sliding up the back of my top. Skin against skin. Fingers playing languidly with my bra strap.
“I was remembering how you gave me this look.”
“Like I was thinking about something dirty? I was. You we
re wearing your white silk shirt with the pearl buttons. And this soft-looking cardigan for the first half of the meeting. Hair up, red lips.”
He leans back and trails his fingertips down my throat to the top of my cleavage. His fingertips dip in, I shudder out the only thing I can think of.
“It’s a cashmere cardigan.”
“You like Doctor Josh . . . I like prissy retro librarian Lucy. Silk-cashmere Lucy. That’s my kink. A pencil in your hair, grilling a department head on absentee stats for last quarter.”
He continues his slide down my torso, fingers pressing into my ribs.
“What a specific kink. I can’t believe you can remember what I was wearing. But hey, I can roll with this. I could get some nerd glasses and scold you.” I frown sternly and hold my finger to my lips. “Be quiet.”
He groans theatrically. “I couldn’t take it.”
“Can you even imagine how it would be between you and me? All day, every night?”
He knows exactly what I mean. “Oh, yeah.”
“Like you said just before: The trick is to find someone who’s strong enough to take it. That one person who can give it back as good as they get.”
“Can you?” His eyes look like he’s on drugs. Pupils inked, irises hazy.
“Yeah.”
We kiss with a new intensity, sparked by our shared boardroom fantasies. Lucy and Josh starring in graphic, sweat-slicked pornography.
He arches against me. His hard-on is pressing so hard against the back of my leg my hamstring feels bruised.
He breaks the kiss. “Slow up. I want to ask you something.”
He sits back a little and we stare into each other’s black eyes. His mouth is softened, pink and I want it all over me. Licking and biting mouthfuls of my flesh. My breathing is so loud that I almost can’t hear what he says next.
“When you called me tonight, did you nearly call Danny instead?” I start to protest but he smoothes his hand down my arm.
“I’m not being a jealous psycho. I’m just interested.”
“You already won that competition with him. He’s my friend now. We are only going to be friends.”
