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My fingers smoothed their way from his hair to his neck and then clutched his shoulders as he backed me into the edge of his desk. Before I knew it, he was hiking me up to sit on the flat, clean surface and pressing between my thighs, causing my skirt to bunch unseemly toward my waist.
Excitement rushed over me, engulfing my senses. I slapped my hands down onto the desk and leaned back as he crowded above me. My chin tipped up, and his lips found their way to my throat while he covered my fingers with his own on the desktop, holding my hand prisoner.
As he nipped at the tender flesh on my neck, I choked out a sound and arched up my chest, aching for him to—
He bit my nipple, right through the cloth of my bra and blouse and everything.
“Oh God,” I gasped, panting through the pleasure while his fingers covering mine tightened, and the palm of his other hand smoothed up the outside of my bare leg, coaxing me to draw my knee up as he went until he was pressing it against his side.
Once he had my leg lifted where he wanted it, he squeezed my knee briefly, then slipped his fingers back down and across the length of my thigh until he reached the hem of my skirt. All the while, he’d been kissing his way back up, over my breasts and across my collarbone, along my throat until he lifted his face and looked into my eyes, pausing as his hand stalled at the line of my skirt.
“Yes? No?” he asked, searching my gaze.
My throat was too dry for me to immediately speak, so I swallowed, licked my lips, and bobbed my head, rasping, “Yes.”
He hissed out his relief. “Jesus. Thank you.”
Grinning, he pressed his brow to mine and breached my skirt line. My own teeth sank into my bottom lip as I watched his eyes, relishing the way they darkened with passion as his scorching hot palm coasted up my thigh until he reached my panties. Then he cupped my bottom tight and slid me closer to the edge of the desk just as he arched his hips forward so we could come flush together where I’m sure we both throbbed the most.
“God damn, holy fuck,” he breathed as his throat worked through a thick swallow. “That feels good.”
I agreed with a whimper and shifted, trying to grind on the thick, swollen bulge.
“Yellow,” he started, his hand on my ass urging me harder against him. “I—shit!” He lifted his face suddenly to glance back toward the door. “Is that Bella’s laugh?”
As he froze over me, I held my breath, ears straining against the blood rushing through them until, yep, I heard his sister's muffled voice just outside his door, talking to someone.
Both our eyes widened as we zipped guilty gazes to each other.
“Oh my God,” I finally gasped and jerked away, rolling off the side of the desk to get out from under him, bumping into his arm and nearly causing him to collapse on top of me as I went.
“Christ,” he mumbled, fumbling to catch his balance as I landed on the floor on all fours in a crouch. I glanced around his office frantically just as a knock came on his office door.
He hadn’t locked it. I was sure I remembered him not locking it.
Acting on instinct, I scampered around the desk to hide under it just as the door began to come open without waiting for Gracen to invite her in. The last thing I saw before I ducked out of sight was his wild-eyed expression as he whirled around to face her.
“Hey,” he wheezed as if he were attempting to sound casual but was actually covering up something crucial. “What’re you doing here?”
“Oh my God,” Isabella blurted, her footsteps rushing into the room. “Are you okay?”
“Uh, yeah.” From his tone, I could completely tell what kind of expression he was giving her. And he followed it with one of those of-course-I’m-okay-why-wouldn’t-I-be-okay sniffs of skepticism. “I’m fine. Why?”
“You’re all flushed and sweaty and breathing heavy.”
Under the desk, I cringed and closed my eyes, feeling my face heat about ten degrees hotter than normal. She was going to be able to guess what he’d just been doing with no problem.
I just hoped to God she didn’t look toward his lap. I’d felt his erection pressing against me two-point-five seconds ago; no way had that gone all the way down yet. It would be so awkward if she caught sight of it tenting out his pants.
“You’re not having a heart attack, are you?”
“Of course not. Hey! You don’t have to check my brow for a fever. Really.”
“Then what is—”
“Burpees,” he blurted.
His sister paused, and then slowly said, “What?”
