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“What are you going to do?”But he didn’t have to answer. I was already moving toward him. He stood up and emerged from the pool of his pants, becoming completely naked below the waist. I quivered.
“You can’t imagine,” he said, his voice dark and husky, “what it’s been like for me, being locked in here with you. I’ve been telling myself I can’t touch you all day.”
“You can’t touch me.” I didn’t sound nearly as confident as I wanted to.
“Can’t I?” he asked darkly.
I shivered again. “We have to keep this professional, Brian.”
“I don’t know if we do. You haven’t been doing things very professionally, have you? Coming in on a Saturday when you knew I wouldn’t be here. And now, walking into my office without so much as knocking first, you know better than to do that.”
“I didn’t know you would be naked here.” Fuck, he wasstillnaked, even as he was saying these things to me, even as he was scolding me for walking in on him. As if I could have known.
“Take your shirt off,” he said.
“What?”
“You saw me. I want to see you.”
“We can’t—”
“I heard you. We have to keep it professional. The thing is, I can’t resist you anymore. And I don’t think you can resist me either.”
“I’m not the one who had my hand down my pants.”
“Yeah?” He was in my space, and suddenly, his breath was hot on my neck, and I could feel his cock against my hip.Fuck,he was hard, and I couldn’t help thinking about how hot his skin must be there. “I need to feel you,” Brian muttered.
He grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it up, free of my skirt. I let out a gasp.
His hand skimmed up my bare torso and cupped my breast. I couldn’t help it—I arched into his touch.
He chuckled. “Yeah, I thought it might be like that,” he said, his thumb grazing over my nipple through the lace of my bra. “You’ve been walking around here just as horny as I am. You want it just as bad as I do.”
I met his eyes. I had to lie. “I don’t,” I breathed.
It didn’t sound convincing at all. Only an idiot would have believed me.
His other hand had found the zipper of my skirt, and he eased it down. The skirt dropped over my hips and landed on the floor.
He traced my hip, ran his hand down my thigh, then picked up my leg and wrapped it around his waist.
Unwillingly—it was just instinct—I rocked my hips against him, feeling his length pressing hard against my core, dragging against my clit.
“Oh, you want me,” he said. “I can feel how you want me.”
I was helpless. I rocked again, grinding into him. There was no going back from this. I knew it was a bad idea, but now that we were here, he was pressed up against me, so close to me, all I could think about was having him inside me.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he groaned. “Have you been walking around like this all day, Alison? You could have told me. You could have said something.”
“We can’t do this.” I knew how stupid I sounded. I was practically fucking him standing up and still protesting that I didn’t want it. “It’s going to ruin our ability to—”
I cut off because he had shifted my panties aside and pressed a finger into me. The heel of his hand ground into my clit.
“Stop talking,” he growled. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
I gave up.
“Yeah.” My voice was ragged. I didn’t sound like myself at all.“The things I’m gonna do to you—” he growled. “And you’re going to like it, aren’t you? Tell me you’re gonna like it.”
