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“Do I look concerned?”
Taking my hand, he pulls me onto his lap. I giggle and he covers the sound with a kiss. His hand snakes up my skirt, caressing me. I moan into his mouth and his kiss deepens.
“Does this mean you’re no longer mad at me?” I ask between his arousing strokes.
“I was over it the moment I walked out of your apartment, but you needed to learn I take trust serious.”
One finger slides into me, then another and I push against him as my breath quickens. “Grayson, what if someone walks—oh my God, that feels so good.”
His thumb pinches my clit as his fingers work inside me. Pulling my body against his chest, his tongue whips along my ear and nibbles down my neck. “You want me to stop?”
“No, your fingers are fucking magic.”
Grayson chuckles into my ear. “You’re incredibly sexy when you’re about to come.”
I smile as I lean my head against his cheek, my body warming with my oncoming orgasm. His strokes become rhythmic, moving steadily, pulling my orgasm to the surface.
“Grayson, I’m going to—”
My body trembles in his arms as I reach my release.
Turning my face to him, I kiss him with passionate need. I rest my head against his and see a satisfied smile on his face.
“I’m tempted to take these panties too.” Tugging at the straps playfully, he winks.
“You can’t have them all.”
He stares me down, challenging me. “Yes, I can. Knowing you’re walking around the office without any, turns me on.”
Leaving his lap, I stand, slowly lift my skirt, pull down my silky, strappy underwear and place them in his hand. He opens his drawer, puts them in and with a grin he stands and kisses me.
“Time to get back to work, Princess.”
I turn to leave and he takes hold of my waist and pulls me back against his chest. His heated breath and damp lips caress my neck. Against my ass is his hardened erection. “Not without one last kiss.” Turning me to face him, he pushes me against his desk and with his hand lost in my hair he ends our time together with a sensual kiss.
I leave his office in a sexual daze. Thankfully, the only person who sees me is Claire as she’s walking to the lunchroom. She studies me and my expression as I pass the lunchroom on my way to the bathroom. I know she’ll be in my office in a matter of minutes wanting to know every detail.
My office door opening behind me brings warmth to my cheeks. I turn in my chair and lean back, smiling at the questioning look on Claire’s face.
“Last time we spoke you were upset that Grayson and Rachel were sleeping together, now you’re walking around with a Cheshire cat grin. What’s going on?”
“He didn’t sleep with Rachel. She lied to upset me.”
Claire crosses her arms and her expression is serious, worried even. “Are you sure? What if Grayson is lying?”
Crossing my legs, I set my pen down. “He’s not. Grayson takes honesty and trust very serious. He made it clear she made a pass and he wasn’t interested.”
Uncrossing her arms, she steps up to my desk and leans over to smell the roses. “You are the only one he’s getting flowers for. I see him bring it in every morning and put it in your office. It’s so sweet.” Her finger grazes the rose petals as she smiles at me. “Why white though? Why not red?”
My brows turn down as I lean forward and touch the petals myself. “I’m not sure. I’ll have to ask him. What I know about white roses are that they symbolize purity and innocence and traditionally they were the symbol of true love before the red rose. Both baffle me because I’m neither pure, nor innocent and we’re definitely not in the I love you stage, but I do love them. They’re stunning.”
Claire turns toward my office door. “Let me know what he says. I’m interested to know the answer.” Looking over her shoulder, she turns back to face me with a curious expression. “What happened in his office this morning?”
My cheeks flush and her eyes widen. “Did you guys have sex?”
Chuckling, I shake my head. “No.”
“Are you going to tell me what did happen, cause your cheeks are as bright as your skirt.”
