Page 168 of Accidental Theirs
She doesn’t say much else about it, and the conversation moves on to other topics.
The baby either really likes spicy food or really hates it, because they’re moving around crazy throughout the meal.
By the time we head back to the office, I’m cranky again, and it’s not because I’m hungry. Well, at least not for food.
I just can’t seem to stop thinking about Damien, Dominic, and Sebastian. Individual times I’ve been with them. Group times I’ve been with them.
Everything has just been so fun and stimulating.
I didn’t tell Marie this, but the sex might be the reason I’m not absolutely losing my mind. It’s every distraction that I need like fresh water.
I plop down, almost tired already, in my desk chair.
Pregnancy makes me want to napallthe time, and I haven’t been able to sleep well at night because of heartburn.
I put my purse in my desk drawer and start back to work.
A few hours pass before I come up for air, and when I do, Sebastian stands in my doorway.
I freeze. “Sebastian? What are you doing here? This isn’t about the merger, is it?”
Panic rushes through me, but Sebastian shakes his head, coming inside and shutting the door.
“I just heard you might need... a release.”
I stare at him, confused. “What are you....”
Marie.
I flush. “I’m fine. I don’t need anything.”
“I think you do.” His voice is low and teasing as he comes toward me, walking around my desk.
I swivel to face him, and he gets down on his knees, pushing my chair back slightly so he fits under my desk.
“What are you doing?” I hiss but it turns into a moan as Sebastian’s hands go up my bare thighs.
Thank God I wore a skirt to work today.
Wait.
What am I doing?
I can’t have sex in my office while my company is falling apart?—
Ah.
His fingers slide my panties to the side and then he’s putting his head under my skirt, pressing his face against my sex and moaning against me.
I make a noise in the back of my throat as he laps at my clit, bracing my hands on the desk so hard my knuckles turn white.
A knock sounds on my office door, and I want to throw myself out the window.
“Answer it,” Sebastian says, his voice muffled.
“Uh, come in!” I call, my voice high-pitched and reedy.
Roland opens the door just a crack.
