Page 65 of The Shake Off

“I’ve been studying. Wanna see what else I’ve learned?”

“No,” I groaned.

His eyes roamed over me, finally settling back on my face, his fingers never letting up on their insistent twisting, scissoring, and curling. And then his thumb rubbed against my clit and my brain nearly disintegrated.

“Oh… Ace. I’m…”

His hand slapped over my mouth.

“Shhh, Babycakes, we’re in a professional working environment. Can’t have you screaming the place down. Save it for later. Now, let me feel you squeezing the life out of my fingers and wishing it was my cock.”

It wasn’t an explosion; it was animplosion.

My entire body caved in on me from the pressure under his fingers. His magic,magicfingers. Every contraction spasmed through me until I was shuddering uncontrollably from the force of my orgasm, and only his grip on my ass stopped me from crumbling to the ground. As it was, I couldn’t be sure he wasn’t holding me up entirely.

His mouth found mine again, but this time, he wasn’t keeping time with the power of his fingers. He was bringing me back down to earth, his tongue gently stroking against mine until my body was ready to hold itself up again.

When he finally pulled away from me, he looked so unbelievably pleased with himself that I couldn’t hold in the laugh.

What the fuck had just happened?

“You know something?” he grinned. “You were right. Kissingisgood.”

“Oh, man.” My eyes started to roll just as his thumb brushed over my clit, and instead, they rolled back. Without his hand clamped over my mouth, a loud groan escaped before I could stop it.

“Be careful, Payton.” He eased my leg off his thigh and placed it gently on the ground, bending as he did so he could straighten my panties and my dress. When he looked up at me, I swear his eyes were pure lava. “I’m going to get addicted to you and that noise you make. I’m very competitive, especially against myself.”

The smile died on my lips. The thought of him making me come like that on a regular basis was enough to set waves of panic crashing through me.

I’d never survive.

The grin soon bounced back like a Golden Retriever puppy. That’s what he was, a puppy who never tired. That’s why I couldn’t hold out against him; he had too much energy.

“Have you ever had sex in your office before?”

“No.”

“Do you want to?”

“Christ, I’ve created a monster,” I grumbled, slipping my foot back into my shoe.

“Yeah, and I can’t wait to eat you up.” He snapped his teeth, though even the grin and the way his hair curled under his ball cap, or the deep sparkle in his sapphire eyes couldn’t stop him from looking wholly dangerous.

“Okay.” I stepped away, he was far too close, and I was clearly incapable of making any type of sound decision in his presence. “You need to leave now.”

He chuckled again, but thankfully moved toward the door. “Are you going to watch the game tonight?

“Maybe.”

“You’ll be able to tell me what you thought of it when I come over to your place later. I’ll finish what we just started. I’ve got some moves I want to try.”

I was just about to tell him he wasn’t going to be coming over later to try any moves when the rest of my reality decided to kick me up the ass, just in case it hadn’t done enough of a number on me already this morning.

“Knock knock.” The door pushed open.

“Nathalie,” I gasped, stepping even further away from Ace in case she realized exactly what we’d been doing and fired me, while trying really hard not to check if Ace’s dick was still hard in his pants.

If my window had opened, I’d have probably jumped out.

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