Page 39 of Between the Lines

Her mouth fell open. Never in her life had someone spoken to her like that—not even Theo when he was younger—and it shocked her to her core. It also thrilled her, that part of her that was fascinated by the new, the different.

How he managed it, she wasn’t sure, but he managed to work her jeans open with one hand while she was bucking against him. Dragging them and her underwear down over her hips, he worked one of her legs free before wrapping it around his waist.

“Keep on struggling,” he told her as he undid his own slacks. She found herself watching avidly as he shoved his boxer briefs down far enough to release his erection. It was thick, and long, and swollen with need, a slick of moisture already making the head shine. She marveled for a moment that she’d managed to fit that inside her. And then she just wanted it inside her again.

“I won’t let you do this,” she spat, fully immersed in the role she was playing. She pulled against him with renewed vigor, even managing to pull free for a split second, causing him to curse and haul her back to the edge of the desk.

“It’s happening, baby.” The dark intent in his words made molten heat pool in her core. Her spine pressed into the flat surface of the desk, her breasts freed by the torn garments on her torso. Her ass was balanced on the edge of the desk, one leg still tangled in her jeans while he held the other tightly to his hip. “I’m going to let go of your hands, but there’s no point in trying to get free. I’ll just catch you again.”

“I have to try,” she said breathlessly when he released her arms. She tried to roll, but he caught her, forced her back down with a hand pressed flat on her chest. Dropping the leg he’d clutched to his hip, he lined his shaft up with her wet slit and pushed inside, the intrusion making her eyes fly wide-open.

“Fuck,” she groaned, letting her head fall back to the desk. He held still for a moment, letting her adjust to his thickness just inside her, but before she could get too comfortable, he flexed his hips and drove himself home.

A wordless cry escaped her lips, her hands sliding over the slick surface of the desk as she tried to catch hold of something, anything. Finally she settled on his shirt, his tie, but instead of shoving him away as her role demanded, she pulled him down closer until he was bent overtop of her, his chest rubbing against the tips of her breasts with every movement.

“Fuck, that’s good.” Bracing one hand on the desk above her head, the other again finding her hip, he pulled back until he almost slid out. Her slick channel clenched around him as he drove forward again, his length dragging over sensitive flesh and igniting a level of arousal she’d never felt. “Shit. Shit. I’m not wearing a condom.”

She growled when he pulled out, wanting him back in. Propping herself up on her elbows, she watched, fascinated, as he fumbled with his wallet, pulling out a condom and tearing into it with his teeth. Within moments he was sheathed, his wallet was on the floor and he was pushing back inside her with renewed urgency.

“How is it possible for you to feel so fucking good?” He worked in and out of her at a slow, steady pace, and she watched with fascination as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. She was hot, too, aroused to a fever pitch as she felt the pleasure begin to gather in her core like it had the night before.

“You feel good to me, too,” she admitted as she watched his cock slide in and out of her parted lips. She’d never thought about watching, but it was just about the hottest thing she’d ever seen. “I feel so much, and I don’t know what to do with it.”

“You don’t have to do anything with it except what I tell you to.” He slid back into his role, and Jo eagerly followed. It was so easy to let go when she pretended that she had no other choice. There was no point in worrying about getting hurt if the decision was being made for her.

“And what are you telling me to do?” She couldn’t resist taunting him. Reaching down between them, she grabbed his waist, holding him tightly to her as he thrust deep.

“Mouthy brat.” He grinned down at her, but his eyes were starting to glaze over with what she realized meant he was edging close to his own release. Knowing that she was the one to bring him there was heady, a kind of power she could get drunk on.

“That’s not an answer.” Her hand slid from his waist to dig into the hard planes of his rear, and she wished she could have that view, too—what he looked like from behind as he thrust inside her, the muscles of that truly spectacular ass flexing as he moved.

“You’re going to come on my cock, is what you’re going to do.” He increased his pace, his head falling back. Her vision started to blur as the pressure inside her coiled tighter and tighter, a spring about to snap. “And you’re going to do it now.”

His hand slid to the place where they were joined, and the first touch of his fingers on her clit sent her flying over the edge. She swallowed her cries as she contracted around him, senses dulled to everything but the bliss that was riding her.

He grunted as he emptied himself in her, and she found herself fascinated by watching as he was lost. Stilling himself above her, he remained as he was, fully inside her, fully connected.

Fully hers. Without thinking, she reached up to brush a lock of his inky hair back from where it stuck to the sweat on his forehead. He opened his eyes, and when he looked down at her, she felt a jolt as she wondered what he was trying to say without actually saying it.

“I still want to read what you wrote.” He broke the strange tension of the moment by nodding toward where her laptop lay, discarded on the floor. “I also feel that this is a good time to remind you about respecting company property.”

“Jackass.” She smacked his chest lightly, struggling to sit up. “And you can read it when it’s ready, which it might be if someone hadn’t decided to hunt me down in my own damn office.”

“Much as I’d love to spend the rest of the day inside you, I should get back to my own office.” He pulled out of her slowly, holding on to the condom as he did. “I’m very busy and important, you know.”

She rolled her eyes, but inside felt lightness buoying her up. She’d missed this, too, so much it had hurt—this friendship that they’d shared before everything had gone to hell. Because when he’d left, she hadn’t just lost her boyfriend and her love, she’d lost the best friend she’d ever had.

“I missed this.” There. She’d said it. And though a flicker of surprise crossed his face as he tied off the condom and tossed it in the trash, he nodded in agreement.

“I missed it, too.” Stepping back, he slowly zipped himself back into his slacks, straightening his shirt and tightening his tie. Catching her watching, he cast her a cocky grin. “How do I look?”

“Put your jacket on, and no one will know you’ve spent the last half an hour abusing every human resource code you put in the contract in the first place.” Sliding from the desk, she struggled to pull the snug jeans back up over her hips, then looked down at her chest in dismay. “What the hell am I supposed to do about this?”

“You wore a sweater into work this morning. I saw you.” He gestured to the back of the door, where a thin cardigan hung. “Just wear it buttoned up.”

“With no bra?” But she was already reaching for it. It wasn’t like she had much choice.

“Never used to stop you.” He smirked at her, then stared avidly as she tucked her now braless breasts beneath the thin sweater. “Just don’t get too close to anyone else. Not that you’d want to after having a taste of this.”

“Go!” She rolled her eyes, then pointed to the door. “My boss is a bit of a tyrant. If you’re not careful, he’ll literally hunt you down just to check on your work.”

“Sounds like my kind of guy.” Opening the door, he cast a look back over his shoulder at her. She couldn’t stop the swelling of her heart as he winked at her like this had all been their dirty little secret. “Dinner tonight?”

“All right,” she replied softly, thrilling to the question even as she knew she was diving off a very high, very dangerous cliff.

But oh, how she was enjoying the fall.

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