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“What was that?” he questions.
“You.” I take another deep breath. “I've been interested for a while now, and I need something to take the edge off.”
His eyes narrow just slightly and I second guess what I said. “Just a kiss from someone I saw across the room.”
“I'm a gentleman,” he repeats, and puts his hands at my waist. His touch is steady and warm, and I want to fall into him. “It wouldn't be right to let you leave without giving you what you need.”
“It wouldn’t be right at all,” I say softly, lost in his longing gaze.
“Kiss me then,” he murmurs just beneath his breath. “Just like you want to.”
“What about you?” I ask. I'm suddenly nervous now that I'm so close to him again. I know he wants this too, otherwise he wouldn't be touching me. But I have to be sure. “Has this been on your mind?”
“On my mind?” he questions and then huffs a laugh. “I've been pretending I'm not your boss and wondering what it would be like to kiss you…because I saw something I want, too.”
“Just one kiss?” I ask, not knowing how I could stand the tension for this long.
“As many as you want,” he answers.
And then I do it. I get up on my tiptoes, but before I can kiss him, he leans down and kisses me first. It’s magic and surreal and everything I dreamed it would be. His lips are exactly as soft as I thought they'd be, and he kisses me confidently. Griffin moves his hands up my body to my neck and he cups my face, then threads his fingers through my hair and deepens the kiss.
His touch is hot and heady, and I’m dizzy with lust. I want more with every fraction of a second that passes.
I moan into his mouth, and I think he makes a sound into mine. I can't tell because he's pushing my coat and purse to the floor and taking me in his arms. I can’t help myself. I go for everything I want and need, my hands slipping up his jacket, needing skin on skin. Griffin kisses down my neck while he unbuttons my pants and pushes at them until I can kick them off. I climb right up into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist, and then he carries me to the bar.
It all happens so fast, and I do everything I can not to think and to just focus on the moment. So I can remember this forever.
Somehow he manages to strip off his outer shirt and lay it down, then perches me on top of it so my bare ass doesn't get cold. Griffin unzips his jeans with frantic motions while I kiss the corner of his mouth and his neck. His scent is intoxicating. Hell, I could be drunk right now and my mind wouldn’t know the difference. I’m drunk on him and the idea of giving in after all this time. I don't want to let go of him, so I throw my arms around his neck and balance on the bar.
He takes his dick in his hand and runs the tip of his cock between my slit, letting out a loud groan. Tease. He teases me and I let my head fall back, feeling the cool air against my hot face.
“That's so good,” he says under his breath and then runs opened mouth kisses down my throat. “Damn, that's so good.” My nipples pebble as the back of his knuckle brushes against them. “So fucking beautiful, my little tease,” he says and presses in just slightly deeper.
I can’t stand it. “I need you,” I whimper, and he catches my “please” with his lips, kissing me more fervently.
I move my hips to get him closer and he pushes inside me. In a single swift moment my lips fall as I gasp silently. He's big, but I don't have to brace against it—I'm already wet from the kiss and from wanting him so badly for so long. His girth stretches me with a slight sting of pain that quickly turns to pleasure. He strums my clit and I writhe against him until his thrusts are deeper and in a steady pace. My toes curl and I cry out his name.
“Holy fuck, Griffin,” I moan, and he fucks me harder and deeper in response.
Then his hands go back to my hips, and I lean more of my weight on him. “So close…I’m so close.” My breath is loud in my ears, and his lips are hot on my neck.
It's fast and frantic. I'm barely aware that I'm half naked on the bar not just kissing Griffin, but getting fucked by him like that’s been his fantasy all this time.
Griffin moves his hips and hits the perfect spot, making me moan out loud. I can’t help myself. He holds me closer to his body to get more contact between us and I can feel my orgasm building up and up between my legs.
He leans his head closer to my ear and murmurs, “That's it, baby. Come all over me. Give it to me, you little tease.”
That pushes me over the edge. Griffin keeps talking while I ride out the pleasure, though I don't understand a single thing he's saying. Aftershocks go through me as he holds me as close as he can and grinds into me, breathing fast. His breath stutters as he starts to come and Griffin kisses me again, the deepest kiss we've shared so far.
And then it breaks. And then it’s over. And then it all hits me at once.
What the hell did I just do?
Griffin
It takes me a long time to fall asleep after I get home from the bar because I can’t stop thinking about her. I should feel more conflicted about the fact that I just had sex with my employee, but I can't. I don’t feel guilty at all. It felt so fucking right. She felt right.
And when she stepped down off that bar and let me help her get her clothes back on, she gave me that look. I fucking love that look on her. Like she wants nothing more than for me to tell her what a good girl she is.
