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She ran her hands down my back, and then along my waistline, gripping the front of my belt buckle. I let my hands trail down to her hips. She palmed my erection, feeling me.
“You’re killing me, you know that?” I muttered, pushing into her hand. Her fingers gripped me, and my precum soaked my boxers. I was sure that if she kept doing this, I would cum in no time. “I wish I can fuck you right here and make you feel good…”
I covered her breast over her blouse and kneaded it, kissing her earlobe. Her scent was alluring, and I was dying to get a taste of her…
“This can’t happen here,” Joanna said breathlessly and removed her hand from my crotch.
“I know,” I said, kissing her again while begrudgingly noting that I had been away from the meeting for too long. Any longer, and my absence would surely raise suspicion. But no amount of logic seemed capable of pulling me away from Joanna. She felt too good.
My mind went blissfully blank with every wet kiss we shared, and I felt that I could have stayed in the closet with her forever.
We both jumped at the sound of my phone buzzing at my hip.
“Shit,” I muttered, finally stepping away from her and accepting that our rendezvous was officially over. I looked at the phone, seeing Tobias’s angry text message urging me to hurry the hell up and get back to the meeting.
Joanna sighed, running a hand through her hair and then over her clothes, smoothing them back into place. She was breathless, her dazed eyes and flushed expression like an invitation to go all over her, but we couldn’t take chances at the moment.
“Gotta go,” I said reluctantly. I gave her one last quick peck on the lips and then hurried out of the closet, trying to recompose myself and push aside the fevered thoughts of Joanna on my way back to the meeting.
CHAPTER 16
Joanna
“See you later, Joanna,” Libby said as I signed out of my computer for the day. I turned around and waved at her before zipping my jacket and heading out the building.
“Joanna!”
I turned around just before reaching the door to see Tobias heading toward me. He was slightly red in the face, which I recognized as a sign of his agitation about something. I swallowed nervously, thinking about what had transpired between me and Anderson just hours ago in the supply closet. Terrified, I started thinking about security cameras, wondering if any had caught us in the act. I tried to recreate that particular area of the building in my head, trying to recall if there were any surveillance cameras somewhere near it that we’d had the misfortune of overlooking. Neither of us wanted to tell Tobias what was going on between us yet, so the last thing we needed was for him to find out by accident, courtesy of unsuspecting surveillance images.
But Anderson should have known better if that was the case. As long as he’d been working with my brother, he should have known the building inside and out just as much as Tobias. If we had been in danger of being caught by a surveillance camera, certainly he wouldn’t have let us fall into such a trap.
“Yeah,” I said, gripping the handle of my briefcase so tightly that my fist began to ache. I stared into Tobias’s eyes, trying to determine just how upset he was and if it really had anything to do with me.
“How far did you guys go today?” he asked. I raised my eyebrows, taken off guard by the question. Tobias sighed in frustration and snapped his fingers in front of my face. “Come on! I’m working a ton of extra hours here. How are the new set of numbers going? When will you have them done?”
“Oh!” I said, breathin
g a sigh of relief and having to keep myself from laughing. “They’re coming along well. Should be done in another day or two.”
“Let’s shoot for another day,” Tobias said, already turning on the spot and heading back to his office. “The sooner the better.”
“Got it,” I said. “I’ll work on them some more tonight.”
He briefly glanced backwards, flashing me a thumbs-up.
Relieved, I headed on my way, afraid that if I stuck around any longer, Anderson and I would somehow get exposed.
Once I made it outside, I tightened my jacket around myself against the cool breeze. It was in such contrast to the weather earlier in the week. But that was Chicago for you; every Chicagoan knew it was plausible to experience all four seasons within a single week.
Suddenly, a chill went down my spine that had absolutely nothing to do with the weather. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and I froze on the spot defensively.
It felt like someone was watching me.
I looked around the parking lot. Rows of empty cars surrounded me, their windshields each looking like prying eyes. My own eyes darted from one car to the next, looking to find an occupant inside one of them. But I saw no one. Nevertheless, I couldn’t shake the feeling and knew in my gut that someone was there. And judging from the way dread steadily coursed through my system, there was one person in particular standing out in my mind…
No. Don’t be stupid. It can’t be…I thought to myself.
But I knew better than to not trust my gut instincts.
