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His fingers spread across my stomach, the tips digging into my skin just inches from where I was aching for him.
My nipples hardened into painful points. Seeing their outline through the thin silk of the dress turned me on more and I ran my palms over them for some relief. I couldn’t bring myself to care that someone could be watching; if anything, the idea of someone seeing us together only drove me madder. I didn’t care about anything but the man behind me and the desire that had me in a chokehold.
I turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck, and ground against his erection, weak with need. He hitched a knee between my legs, growling in my ear and only making me wetter.
I shamelessly ground my clit against his thigh, seeking release, feeling moments away from being a crying, writhing mess on the floor.
“Fuck, Quinn,” he groaned, sounding as tortured as I felt. His mouth was inches from mine, his breath caressing my lips.“You are so fucking hot,” he said, his eyes dilated. “Christ, I’m so fucking hard for you.”
Head spinning, I wound my fingers into his hair and pulled, and ground my clit into his thigh even harder, feeling desperate.
“Yes, fuck, take what you need.”
I did. I writhed and grinded and let loose, my core spasming and fireworks dancing behind my eyes as I orgasmed right there on the dance floor in front of everyone, my head buried in his shoulder to muffle my cries.
“Fuck,” Mark ground out, his arms keeping me from sliding to the floor. His continued growled words and praise as my core clinched were the only things keeping me in the present.
But as the orgasm faded and the world rushed back to meet me, what just happened crashed into me.
What the fuck had I done?
I suddenly felt like the room was closing in. Mark kept whispering praise in my ear, like I hadn’t just ruined everything, and I couldn’t hear it anymore.
I pulled out of Mark’s embrace and rushed to the terrace door, seeking the cool mountain air and a moment alone.
CHAPTER8
“What the fuck was that?” Mark asked, catching up to me right as I stepped outside. The door slammed behind him, muting the music and laughter within and leaving us in our own silent winter wonderland. “Why did you run?”
“I’m sorry,” I paced, shivering despite the numerous space heaters. My body was flushed from dancing and alcohol, and I needed to clear my head. I was crying pesky, embarrassed tears and hastily wiped at my face. “I don’t know what just happened. I couldn’t take your words, not when I…”
“Not when you what?”
“I orgasmed on your knee! I feel like a fool.”
His head jerked back. “Why?”
“Because this was a fake date!” I yelled, panic rising.
What the hell was wrong with me? How could I allow myself to do that? How did I let myself forget who we were?
He stepped closer, his hands hesitantly raised, afraid I’d bolt again. “The date may have been fake,” he said, “but everything I’m feeling right now is real. You have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“I’m your boss and I let myself do that!” My hand flew up, gesturing toward the windows. Softer, I asked, “What the fuck was I thinking?”
“You finally let yourself be free, and I loved seeing it. I have watched for so long as you took care of everyone before yourself, and it was about time.”
“I don't—”
“You paid for Emory’s college housing and tuition when the inheritance ran out and took her in when she needed someplace to go.” He kept walking towards me, slowly closing the distance between us. “You took on this town by yourself so Emory wasn’t forced to take it on with you. She’s wearing your dress!”
“I gave it to her and she’s family.”
He continued. “You work almost eighty hours a week, so you can make up for Sally leaving by five to pick up her niece and so Jennifer can have off every other Tuesday for her part-time job. You need to start thinking of yourself. Taking care of yourself. And it was fucking beautiful watching you come undone. Fuck, I almost came with you.”
Between his words, the scorching look in his eyes, and the winter air chilling my sweat-soaked, flushed skin, goosebumps spread, and I shivered.
“We have to work together, Mark. This could ruin everything.”
