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“Oh, he doesn’t have to—”
“Never argue against being paid for doing something you’re good at,” he cut across me. Then he pushed his chair back from the desk and swiveled out to the side. “Now, come here.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I rushed around the desk and when I reached him, he pulled me down into his lap. I twisted around to face him.
“I’m interested in a different kind of payment,” I said with a smirk. I’d been hinting for a quickie, but he stood up and lifted me onto his desk. I giggled as he unbuttoned my jeans and shimmied them down over my hips to reveal the lacy pink panties I chose hoping he’d see them. Licking his lips, he knelt in front of me, yanking my sneakers off without untying them and then taking my jeans the rest of the way off.
I groaned. I was soaking wet for him. He leaned in, trailing kisses up my inner thigh to the silky crotch of my underwear. He pressed his face against it and breathed deeply. Then he licked me through the fabric. I groaned again, bracing my hands behind me and lifting my hips up to get closer to him. I’d been craving him all day, but he was happy to let me squirm. He kissed his way up over my pelvis, along my hip bone, and used his nose to lift my shirt hem just a bit so he could kiss the swell of my stomach. I gasped, spreading my knees wide. I needed more.
Like he’d read my mind, he looked his thumbs in the waistband of my panties and jerked them down and off in one fluid motion. The cool air on my hot, throbbing pussy was erotic, but it was nothing compared to what came next.
His fingers spread me and then his tongue began its assault. He plunged it deep inside me, deeper than I thought a tongue could go, then used the tip to circle my clit before pushing it into my pussy again. The rhythm was maddening and wonderful. I could feel the pressure building behind my belly button. I slid to the edge of the desk, bracing my feet on his shoulders as he grabbed my ass with both hands, held me up to his mouth, and ate me like a slice of ripe watermelon on a hot summer day.
And that was the scene Kane Devereaux saw when he pushed the office door open. It hit the wall with a bang. Rowan fell back and I jumped up, spinning around to see the rookie center standing in the doorway with a dangerous grin on his face.
“Oh,” he drawled. “Sorry about that. I’ll come back later.” He made a show of slowly closing the door until it clicked. Rowan and I looked at each other.
The moment was gone. Frustrated but also feeling like someone had dumped a bucket of cold water over my head, I tugged my underwear and pants back on and shoved my feet in my shoes.
Rowan wiped his face on his sleeve and sighed.
“What do you think the chances are that he’ll keep that to himself?” he asked.
“Slim to none,” I answered, with a pit of dread in my stomach.
85.
Hope
I left Rowan’s office, feeling humiliated, and went off in search of Jamie.
I checked the gym first, because I knew him well, and wasn’t surprised to find him there doing weighted squats with Patch Olson and Sly Moran. He saw my reflection in the mirror and dropped the bar back onto the rack, ducking out from under it to come to me.
As he crossed the room, I swear I saw Patch and Sly exchange a knowing grin. Howmuchdid they know? I felt like my skin was crawling. I’d watched the viral media frenzy around Lola and her guys over the summer, you’d think I would have taken the lesson and kept my love life simple. Someone had recorded a video over their fence of her, Reid, Nate, and Dallas by the pool. When the rumors started swirling, and people started noticing them out, it was a free-for-all. Lola had had to start using the arena’s back entrance. Branson had been on a warpath about office relationships since then. I didn’t work for him, but I had a feeling that he would not be pleased with the news that two more of his guys were in an open polyamorous relationship. With the sister of Reid Wright. Did that count as fraternization? Could they lose their jobs?
My face was burning as my mind continued its spiral of shame.
“Can I talk to you?” I whispered. Jamie’s expression flashed instantly from relaxed, sweaty happiness to concern. He led me out of the gym, into the empty locker room. He walked the length of the room and checked each of the stalls in the attached bathroom.
“What’s going on?” he asked when he was sure we were alone.
“Kane just walked in on me and Rowan.”
“Just walked in? Were you guys getting busy in his office?” The ghost of a smile returned to Jamie’s face. I nodded.
“It was pretty obvious that we’re more than just friends, let’s put it that way,” I said.
“Well, I don’t think it’s anything to worry about,” Jamie said, squeezing my shoulder. “That kid is all hot air.” I frowned.
“It wasn’t hot air when he was trying to take me home from Copper’s.”
Jamie’s hand fell to his side.
“I guess that’s true,” he said, getting that far-away, tight-jawed look that I knew meant he was fighting off his volatile temper. He took a deep breath. “So, what do you want to do about it?”
“Whatcanwe do?” I asked, dropping my face into my hands.
“You could keep your clothes on while you’re in the arena,” he laughed. He was teasing, but I took his words to heart. Rowan was a more-than-willing participant, but I was the reason that he might catch flack at his job. I was the only reason that any of this was happening. I felt awful, humiliated and ashamed. “Hey,” Jamie said, seeing the look on my face and gathering me into a bear hug. “Everything is going to be fine. Branson was on a rampage when the stuff with Reid and Lola went public, but nobody lost their job.”
