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“You’re dating other women and I’m the woman you screw in secret,” I snap.
He blinks.
“Forget it, I don’t want to know about your dates. It will just piss me off even more,” I grumble, starting to feel the embarrassment of my little meltdown sneak in.
“Even so, I wouldn’t tell you about those dates because there isn’t anything to share. Which is what we agreed to. I’m not attached to any of the women I’ve been set up with thus far,” he tells me. And I don’t fully understand the expression on his face, it could be lingering anger at my nastiness, maybe part confusion at my outburst, but possibly a little bit of something else.
I let out a deep and dramatic sigh. “Fine.” My eyes flit past him, as I try to get myself under control. When I find my way back to his face, he wears an amused grin.
“What?” I ask through gritted teeth.
He shakes his head.
“This isn’t funny, Cole,” I tell him, my eyebrows narrowing.
Finally, he tells me his problem. “You went a little crazy there. It was intense. A tad bit entertaining but intense.”
I close my eyes and let out a deep breath. Shit. I did lose it. I concede, “I know. I’m sorry you had to see that side of me.”
A small smirk plays on his lips. “If I didn't know better, I'd almost say that Layla James was jealous.”
“No, not at all. Jealous? Not me,” I sputter out the lie.
His voice is warm yet unaffected. “Well, either way...it was an important step in our friendship. So I’m glad you showed me your crazy.”
I snort out a growl at his friendship reference and roll my eyes.
He leans forward in his chair, no longer a picture of pure relaxation. “You’re not just a friend, Lays.”
“I know,” I murmur. I’ve run out of steam. And I know we are more than what we pretend to be. He lets me have my moment, albeit briefly before continuing.
“You said secret hookups would never come by the office before heading home together. But I disagree.”
“How so?”
He stands and walks around his desk, coming to stand in front of me. I’m close enough to the desk that when he leans against it, his legs rest against mine. I shift in my seat, the heat he’s brought between us now like live wires of uncontrolled energy.
Going for completely casual, he places his hands on the desk at his sides, as if what he’s about to say isn’t going to stoke the embers of lust inside of me. “Ever since our kiss here in my office weeks ago, I’ve had it in my head that I wanted to bend you over my desk and have my way with you. The thought has nearly made it impossible to work in this office some days.”
Heat pools deep in my core and I can’t say the fantasy doesn’t ignite every nerve in my body. I’m not the kind of woman who has sex in places you could easily be caught in. But I’m just far enough gone for this man. Sex in his office when there are still people milling about on the other side of the door… I’d do it.
Looking up at him, I smirk, my earlier meltdown seemingly forgotten. Too bad the door isn’t locked.
He doesn't miss a beat. “I locked it when I closed it.”
I fight the urge to look over my shoulder to confirm. I wouldn't be able to tell if it was locked from here. So instead, I decide to trust the man. Slowly, I push out of the chair, his legs shifting slightly apart as I do. His eyes bore into mine until I pull the corner of my lip between my teeth. His gaze drops to the movement then back as I saunter toward him.
Standing in front of him, I ask, “So you lured me here for ulterior motives?” as I run a finger down his chest.
His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he nods.
I lean in, my lips near his ear, and whisper, “Friends don’t fuck friends over their desks.”
His hands come to rest on either side of my hips and he replies in a throaty growl, “We aren’t friends.”
My tongue darts out and I flick the tip of his ear. “No. We’re not friends at all.”
It’s meant to tease him, but Cole won’t stand for it. He’s quick to spin me around and with one swipe, he clears his desk before pressing me forward, bending me over the rich, expensive cherry wood. He gives my ass a slap and I let out a surprised gasp as my pussy clenches.
