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Safe things. Things that didn’t get her pulse up or drench her panties like this unknown man was doing to her now.
Rather than look up at him in her doorway, she stared at the buff Berber carpet—and his very shiny black shoes. She’d never seen shoes quite that polished before. His laces were tied precisely, and his pant legs were just the right length.
Thoughts of length made her gaze shoot upward until it landed on the tempting bulge just below his zipper. There her attention hovered, like a hummingbird scouting out its next meal, until his soft chuckle brought her back to reality and made her humiliation complete.
“See something you like?” he murmured.
Four
Elena didn’t speakor even breathe for a long moment. She finally made herself look him in the eye and reached for her courage. “You took my pages.”
He didn’t seem surprised at her declaration. “I did. And I have a question.”
“Look, it’s late and I need to get home. Everyone’s going to be leaving soon, and I hate being the last one here?—”
Much to her shock, he held something up and it wasn’t her papers. It was a key. “Everyone’s gone. My uncle left this with me so I could lock up when I was done with maintenance.”
“Maintenance?”Uncle?“You clean stuff too?”
“Computer maintenance. I’ve been updating software on all the PCs. Yours is the only one left.” Before she could step out of the way, he entered her office, trailing a crisp aftershave that made her belly flutter. He didn’t smell like dinner now, but her mouth watered just the same.
She loved the way men smelled, the way they tasted, the way certain representatives of the species made her want to strip and crawl on top of them...
Yep, it had been way too long since she'd had sex. Real sex that didn't have an on/off button.
“If you don’t mind,” he said, indicating she should let him pass.
Her gaze returned to her desk. The folder that contained her novella was spread open, its contents clearly displayed.
He glanced at the folder. “Kept the printouts, hmm? Thought it was your friend’s and you just had to fax it.”
And damn him, she heard the smile in his tone.
The lie sprung to mind instantly. “She needs a hard—” He walked toward her, nudging her closer to the wall, and her voice faltered.
Hard?All that was hard here was the cock firmly wedged against the thin material of the cami underneath her unbuttoned suit jacket.
He ran a fingertip along a tendril of hair that had come loose from its bun and curved along her jaw. “As you were saying?”
She swallowed and fought to calm her raging heart. Her orange juice had left a sour taste in her throat, but she couldn't seem to focus on anything but him. All she could see were heavily fringed dark eyes made for the bedroom. All she could smell was the exotic blend of the coffee on his breath, his mouth so close she could almost taste him.
What was happening here? A hot-as-hell guy practically pinning the secretary against her office wall might occur in one of her stories, sure. That was fiction, not fact.
But the insistent erection poking her stomach made this very real.
To give herself something to do, she sidestepped him and bent to adjust her folder. Not the best idea, because he shifted against her from behind and the movement caused her nipples to tingle.
Her very tight nipples, to go with her very wet pussy.
“Look, I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I…uh, need to leave.”
“Frightened of me?”
She tried to laugh. She wasn’t scared of him, yet she was terrified. “Of course not. I just need?—”
“Would you like to hear whatIneed?”
She shifted to push against his shoulder halfheartedly, in an attempt to make him back up. All those damn muscles, flexing under her palm, didn’t exactly encourage her to argue.
