Page 104 of Scandalous Secrets

“I could risk being late…” he said as his teeth grazed against me.

“Mhmm,” I said on a breath as he peeled the sheets further down, his mouth following.

His tongue trailed down the center of my abdomen, and I had to open my eyes to watch him. His face hovered just above me and he gave me that grin again, just before his strong hands gripped my thighs and pushed them apart. I let out a gasp.

The first touch of his tongue against me had me gripping the sheets on either side of me. He let out an audible moan of pleasure at the taste of me, sending the vibration straight to my core. I spasmed slightly, and his hands gripped my hips, pinning them down to the bed as he continued moving his tongue in long, slow strokes. I whimpered in desperation. Desperation for more.

When his tongue slipped inside me, I cried out and squirmed, but he held me down, letting me know he wasn’t finished. His thumb circled my spot, matching the rhythm of his kisses. I was powerless at his touch. His mouth. I pulled the sheets so hard, they threatened to unhook from the corners of the bed. My toes curled when I let out a silent scream as I released against his hungry mouth.

I lay there trembling, unable to move as he slowly released his grip on me and climbed up the bed toward me. He licked his lips, as if savoring the taste of me, and I almost went over the edge again just at the sight of it. He hovered over me.

“That was worth the risk,” he whispered into my neck.

I shuddered, like an aftershock hit me.

He pulled the covers over me, tucking me in gently. “Stay,” he said.

“What?” I asked, confused. “What about work?”

“It’s practically noon, anyway. Kathy probably thinks you’re running errands for me before I leave. Go in late, or not at all. I don’t care. I just like seeing you here in my bed.”

He gave me a kiss on the lips before pushing off the bed. He checked the time on his watch.

“How much trouble are you in?” I asked.

“Oh, I just held up two jets full of corporate douches from leaving by a few minutes,” he said with a smirk. “They’ll survive.”

I shook my head at him and he leaned down to give me another kiss.

“Like I said…worth it.”

He turned and walked out of the room, grabbing his suitcase on the way out. When I heard the elevator doors close, I lay back in the bed and let out a dreamy sigh. I fell asleep to the smell of him. Kathy wouldn’t miss me.

The next day dragged on slowly, like a slow drip of a faucet. This morning on my way to work, I had to remind myself not to stop by the coffee shop, or at least not order an iced Americano. Sitting across from Troy’s empty office was depressing. I didn’t really even need to be in the office, but it gave me something to do. Somewhere to go.

Troy hadn’t left anything for me to do, so I spent my morning writing for Erica’s newspaper. Her editor was upping the number of pieces, along with their word counts. She said my first article, the sample piece, had sold more papers than they had in years. I wondered if my loyal fan base of readers had caught wind of me writing again, even if it wasn’t in the form of books.

It gave me the confidence that I had been lacking over the last year. I was even toying with the idea of writing a new book, much to my agent’s excitement. She had only been hounding me every week about what my next move was. I felt like I had enough material to write a whole new series, thanks to Troy. Probably the steamiest series yet.

I thought about the little feast he had yesterday before he left, and blushed, the words already coming together in my head. The warm sensation between my legs. He was miles away, and I was still turned on by him.

I picked up my phone and decided to text him:Missing you.

Troy:Miss you too.

Me:What do you miss?

Three dots bounced on the screen as I anxiously waited for his reply.

Troy:The way you taste and tremble around my mouth.

I squeezed my legs together tightly. The three dots bounced again.

Troy:The way you pulse around my cock when it’s buried deep inside you.

I looked around the office as my face began to burn. I was playing a dangerous game.

Troy:The way your lips fit around me, taking me all in.

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