Page 41 of More than Need

“There’s no one in here.” Quinn had been talking about canvassing and delivering a warrant for an arrest that Grady had been frothing at the mouth for, so they weren’t due back for a while. No idea where Greer and Henry were. Since Greer rarely showed his face, Gideon was confident they’d be uninterrupted for at least long enough for a quick kiss.

“That can change in the blink of an eye, Gideon. If you want to keep doing this, we need to be careful.”

“This meaning sex?” Gideon asked. He ran his fingers up Riley’s forearm, the fine hairs tickling him. He brushed Riley’s wrist and over the veins of his hand. He shivered at the memory of what those hands had done to him last night.

Riley’s eyes narrowed. “Is that what it is to you?”

Gideon stepped forward, and Riley’s hand twisted, curling around his shirt. “No,” he said honestly. It had been so long since he’d been touched the way that Riley had touched him, the way Dawson had. He couldn’t get enough of it, wanted to be coveredin it. Needed it right this second. “Touch me,” he whispered shakily.

Riley cursed and then a hand ran through Gideon’s hair, warm lips covering his. Gideon moaned, digging his fingers into Riley’s strong back.

Riley walked him backwards and lifted him onto Grady’s desk. Gideon hooked a leg over Riley’s hip, securing them together.

“Should have”—Gideon stopped to kiss Riley again, lure too hard to ignore—“done this in your office.” Closed the door so they could make out for as long as they wanted without worry. Move some clothes around to do more than that.

Riley settled firmly between his legs and kissed across Gideon’s jaw, moving down his neck until he hit Gideon’s collar. Gideon gasped and leaned back. He shoved the keyboard and mouse out of his way so he could have more room and splayed his hands on the surface of the desk.

Riley’s hand unbuckled his belt, and Gideon bit his bottom lip, heat coursing through him. “Uh—how far are—” How far were they going out here? Gideon didn’t think he could say no even if Riley wanted to fuck him right here where anyone could walk in.

“Shh.” Riley’s teeth grazed his throat, tongue flicking over the bump of his Adam’s apple. Theclinkof his belt opening and Riley’s deft hand popping the top button of his pants free caused a whimper to sneak out. Everything Riley did to him drove him wild, made him insane. Helped himbreathe.

Riley’s fingers skimmed across his briefs, teasing him. He arched into the touch, rotating his hips in an attempt to get closer, take more.

“You need to be quiet, Gideon.”

He couldn’t. It felt too good, and his need eclipsed everything.

“Should have gone into your office, then,” he repeated in a breathless whisper. Riley’s thumb swiped over the head of hiscock through his briefs. Another one of those sounds he couldn’t control came out.

Riley’s mouth covered his. It didn’t keep him quiet for long, Gideon unable to stay still. He rolled his hips into Riley’s palm as he massaged Gideon’s hard cock.

“I need—please—” Gideon gave a keening cry when Riley’s fingers snuck in under the waistband. Riley’s free hand slapped over Gideon’s mouth.

“I’ll take care of you,” he promised. “Now be a good boy for me and keep quiet.”

Hewantedto be a good boy for Riley, he really did, and he wished he could promise that. It would be a lie if he did.

Someone cleared their throat nearby, and Gideon’s heart jumped into his throat in fright. Riley twisted, half hiding Gideon with his bulk.

Gideon recognised the figure standing at the edge of the bullpen. Sebastian Devlin. The lawyer Gideon had officially met a few months ago, though he’d been up against him in court a time or two. Sebastian had a reputation as a ruthless defence lawyer, a reputation that was well-earned. He also happened to be dating Quinn.

“Should I come back?” Sebastian asked. He flicked his wrist, checking his watch. “Five minutes? Ten? If you tell me you need more than that, you should have gone somewhere else for lunch, is all I’m saying.”

“What are you doing here?” Riley asked.

Sebastian tucked a hand into his pocket and cocked his hip. “You ditched me yesterday, so I decided to hunt you down.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “For a second, I thought I’d walked into the wrong building. Didn’t know you offered these kinds of shows.”

Riley did Gideon’s pants and belt back up and helped him off the desk and onto his feet. Gideon’s heart skipped a beat whenhe brushed their lips together as well. Despite the fact they’d been caught red-handed, basically about to fuck, and they didn’t need to hide anything, it made Gideon warm inside that Riley still offered the affection with an audience.

“My office,” Riley said gruffly. “Both of you, now.”

Gideon straightened his shirt, following a step behind Riley. He grinned at Sebastian. “I like it when he gets bossy.”

“Is he this bossy in bed too?”

“Don’t answer that,” Riley said, opening his office door. “Get in.”

Sebastian chose to stand when Gideon slid into the seat opposite Riley’s. He braced his hands on the back of Gideon’s chair and bent. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on here. And while I admit to morbid fascination because I had my doubts whether Riley had working equipment or not, I have to tell Quinn.”

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