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“Oh, fuck yeah.” I licked the side of his face, collecting sweat, and watched him slowly fall to pieces. “Tell me why. And how.”
“Here. I first thought of it here. You fucking me on this desk.” Noah was clawing at me now and pitching his voice lower, but it didn’t seem like embarrassment. Judging from the need leaking from his own dick, he was unraveling just as fast as me. “You had me pull up your chart from your doctor, and I was thinking—how I knew everything about you. How I could feel every inch of your bare flesh if you fucked me.”
Another hard kiss, then I came as close to begging as I could. “Let me.”
He shook his head again, looking agonized even as he started kissing me again.
We were locked together, sweating and dripping precum all over each other. I didn’t see how he thought me sinking into his ass was more of a line being crossed than us fooling around. I could have pointed out that logic, but an arc of heat lanced through me once his breath hitched higher, and I defaulted into a teenage boy.
“Can I put the tip in?”
It made no sense. At all. But Noah nodded and resumed his frantic exploration of my mouth. We were drunk on each other. It was the only explanation why I was begging him to slip my dick inside him just a little instead of going all the way.
Noah tilted his head back once I was inside him, eyes closed and throat bobbing with each swallow. He started jerking himself off as I did the same, stroking my shaft while his ass clenched around the crown. It was the worst kind of tease, but so tight and hot that the onslaught of a coming orgasm built in me and spread.
I pulled out, panting against his throat, and tapped the tip of my dick against his hole. He made a noise that sounded like sex and velvet encapsulated, right before shoving half the things off my desk so he could scoot backwards. With one palm planted against the desk, the other tight around his dick, and one knee drawn up and turned to the side, it was clear he wanted to feel me again.
My foot hit against my fallen keyboard, but I ignored it in favor of falling into another dizzying kiss while teasing his ass with my dick. I put the tip in again, eyes rolling back as he milked it with his clenching muscles, pulled out fully, and slipped in deeper the next time. I had no idea who I was tormenting anymore, but the first time I fully seated myself in him, his muscles clamped down on my dick and he yanked me closer.
Noah tossed his head back, eyes shut and biting his lower lip. He arched against me, rocking his hips, spreading his thighs wider in invitation. A silent shout of No more teasing. Just fuck me.
It wasn’t ideal—the friction was almost too raw, the glide not as smooth, and the edge of the desk bit into my legs, but it was amazing made perfect when his eyes slit open and he gazed at me while we were pieced together. Without lube, I didn’t smash him as forcefully as I wanted to, but the blissed-out half smile on his face let me know I was hitting it just right. That smile grew when I manhandled him off the desk and got him to ride me once we relocated to the couch.
I finished with my hands in his hair and our lips crushed together. It was an orgasm worthy of Olympic medals, but what really stopped my heart was the sound of my name in his lust-soaked voice.
We were both in trouble.
Chapter Fourteen
Noah
I opened my eyes to darkness and oppressive heat.
It took me several minutes to fully rouse and for my vision to adjust. My body was pressed against the back of a couch, and Gavin was crushed to my front. His arms were wound around me, and he was breathing softly in my ear. And we were sweating all over each other.
Dread marched onto the tail end of my awareness. Even with his scent and warmth and the power in his body turned gentle and possessive as he held me, I couldn’t shake a reoccurring thought: I’d done it again. I’d gotten swept up in emotion, because I was vulnerable to any sort of affection, and had thrown myself at a man. And for the second time that man had been my boss. Not only had I kissed him, we’d fucked, and then had spent over an hour making out before falling asleep.
The languid quality of my body faded, and Gavin made a low sound in my ear before pulling me closer. As my eyes focused, I sought out his features in the darkness. The straight slope of his nose, those wide lips, long lashes, sharp cheekbones, and that scruff brushing against my own clean-shaven face. Even as regret filled me, I wanted to kiss him. To run my fingers through his hair and drink from his mouth.
