Page 57 of Kiss-Fist
Robbie watches me for a long moment, and then he walks around the desk and stalks toward me. His hands lift,and I have to force myself to pay attention because damn it, I amsodistracted by his mouth.
‘Why are you here?’ he asks.
‘Need to ask you something.’ I stop and shake my head, correcting myself. ‘Need to tell you something.’ It’s far too late to ask permission for the date now.
He nods, coming to a stop very close to me. His hands hesitate, and then I rock my hips forward, and he takes them. Shit. He feels way too good. I dip my head low and take his mouth against mine.
He kisses like a dream. His tongue is warm and tastes of coffee, and his breath is soft as it puffs over my cheeks. It’s too easy to spin him around and pin him to the wall. I want to devour him—to destroy him right here in his office so he can’t ever sit at his desk again without getting at least a half chub.
But that’s not what I’m here for.
I try to pull away, but he makes a noise of protest and yanks me closer, his hard cock rubbing against mine through his trousers. My breath leaves my lungs in a rush, and I grab him by the hair, forcing his head back so I can nibble at his neck.
I know he likes this. He likes it enough to make noise, which is probably dangerous in his office. I slap my hand over his mouth, and his eyes fly wide open, but he doesn’t stop me.
His breath picks up, and I growl against him as I suck harder and a little lower, just beneath the collar of his shirt. I feel the blood rush to the surface of his skin, and he grunts against my palm.
His cock is desperately hard now—just like mine. He rubs it against me, our bodies almost frantic. God, is it always going to be this way?
I fucking hope so.
I could come like this.Fartoo easily, and I’m close.Shit. I wrench away with a heavy gasp and shake my head.
‘Wait, wait,’ I mouth. Robbie looks confused, so I release his hair and sign it in front of us. ‘Wait.’
He frowns and reaches for my dick, cupping it lightly. ‘Don’t want to wait.’
I groan and rock against him, but I need to get this out before we go any further. ‘I know. Wait. Please.’
He looks annoyed, but he pulls back, and I find room in my jeans to dig into my pockets in spite of my colossal boner, and I pull up my note app and begin a voice note. There’s no need to torture him with my spelling for this.
Me: I’m sorry about bothering you at work?—
Robbie scoffs, interrupting my flow of words. ‘It’s fine.’
I hold up a finger.
Me: I know I promised not to bring this to your office. I said I’d be professional. Though I don’t mind making you come right now if you want that. But something happened with my brother and I wanted to let you know about it.
Robbie looks worried now. Like, actually concerned about me. ‘You okay?’
I nod, then hold up the phone again.
Me: He has a new girlfriend and I told him about you. Don’t worry, I didn’t say you were my boyfriend, but well, I realized I wanted to do something more than this. Like a date.
His brows fly up. ‘Date?’ he signs. ‘Me?’
‘Yes,’ I answer. ‘It’s okay if you say no.’
He shakes his head, but I don’t think he’s saying no. He takes a beat, then gestures at the phone and signs, ‘Finished?’
‘No.’ I take a deep breath, and then I go on.
Me: Dex suggested a double date with him and his girlfriend and I said yes without thinking. She got a reservation at Bubbles and Bliss downtown.
He reads the note once, then twice, then a third time before looking up at me. ‘Hearing or Deaf?’
I know he means the girlfriend. ‘Hearing.’
