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“Fine,” he answers as his fingertips brush over my folds and I suck in a breath.
“Why do you insist on walking around the house in nothing but panties and a t-shirt?” he growls as he presses his lips against my ear.
“What can I say? I enjoy wearing yours and your brothers’ clothes,” I shrug. “Besides, it’s easy access for you, isn’t it?” I chuckle, and he nips at my neck.
“You are far too much of a distraction, Hacker,” he says as he tugs my panties to the side and slides a finger through my wet folds, making him groan out loud. “You’re dripping wet. Have you been enjoying yourself while we’ve been out?”
“No,” I breathe. “I’ve been busy.” I shift in his lap, but he holds me tight to him. “Now let me finish my work.”
“A good hacker should be able to work well under pressure,” he breathes in my ear as he pushes one finger deep inside me.
“Shane,” I groan.
“Hurry up and finish what you need to do,” he growls.
I try to focus as I forward through the footage while he gently pumps his finger in and out of my channel. Then I come to the end. Conor and Mikey leave the bar, and it’s just Shane and Liam.
He isn’t watching the screen. Instead, he's nuzzling my neck and fingering me to distraction, but I watch as Shane wraps an arm lovingly around his younger brother and kisses the top of his head. “What did you say to Liam?” I ask.
He looks up at me. “Nothing. Just delete it.”
“It doesn’t look like nothing.”
He pulls his hand from between my thighs. “It’s none of your business. Now delete the footage.”
“Fine,” I snap, and press delete. “There. All done. Can I go now?”
He frowns at me as he lets out a long, slow breath of exasperation. “You are fucking infuriating.”
“Well, so are you.”
“Fine. Do you want to go, Hacker? Would you rather be with one of my brothers tonight?”
I swallow, realizing that I’ve offended him. He has every right not to tell me about the details of a private, and quite obviously meaningful conversation with his brother. “No,” I whisper. “I’d rather be right here with you.”
“Here?” he growls. “You’d like to be fucked on my desk?”
“I just like being fucked by you,” I breathe as his hand slides back to where I’m already aching to feel him again. “Anywhere is fine.”
He moves the computer keyboard out of the way, pushing it beneath the monitor before he stands up, lifting me with him and sitting me on the edge of his desk with Liam’s t-shirt up around my waist. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking you on my desk. Especially when you’re wearing these pretty pink panties,” he looks down at my underwear. “You realize they’re wet already?” He arches one eyebrow at me as he runs his finger over the damp patch.
“Well, this really hot, moody guy has just had his fingers inside me. So, what do you expect?” I bite on my lip and look up at him.
He grins as he lifts the edge of Liam’s t-shirt and pulls it over my head before tossing it onto the floor. Then he trails his fingers down over my stomach and to the edge of my panties. He tugs the band roughly and shoves his entire hand inside them. It makes me gasp, but it’s so freaking hot, I experience the familiar rush of wet heat. He chuckles as my skin flushes with warmth too. His other hand reaches for my hair, wrapping it around his fist as he tips my head back slightly and licks from my collarbone up to my jaw. “You smell so fucking sweet, Hacker.”
I push my hips against his hand as he slides his fingers through my soaking wet folds before pushing two of them inside me.
“Shane,” I cry out.
“Fuck, I love the way you say my name,” he growls as he kisses and sucks on that perfect spot on my neck, right below my ear, at the same time as he begins to finger fuck me. His thumb knuckle grazes over my clit and my legs almost buckle until I wrap them around his waist.
The pressure builds and my thighs begin to tremble as the skin on my neck and chest burns with heat.
He moves his lips to my ear. “Come for me, Hacker. I want to feel you creaming on my fingers.”
His filthy talk is my downfall and my orgasm bursts through me and I shout his damn name – again. He smiles against my skin, holding me in place as he rubs the last tremors from my body. “Good little hacker,” he chuckles.
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