Page 37 of The German's Guilty Pleasure
“We do not want Seth to find us in a compromising position, now do we?” I asked into her ear, ending the question with a puff of air. She did a full-body shiver and shook her head. “I assume there are no cameras back here?”
“No.” It ended on a moan when I slipped my hand down the front of her skirt only to discover she wore no panties.
“Serenity, you are a surprise.” I hissed when my fingers parted her folds and found her hot and wet. “Have you ever had a quickie in a storage room before?” I asked, turning her back to me.
“It’s always been a secret fantasy of mine,” she whispered. I bit down on her neck after I pushed her hair aside and left a mark she would need to leave covered for a good long time.
I raised my head to meet her gaze. “Then let me make that fantasy come true.” I pulled her bottom tight to my still clothed erection. “You are going to do exactly as I tell you, right?” She nodded slowly, and I wound my hand around to grasp her chin from behind, trailing kisses from her neck to her ear. “In my fantasy, the little skirt stays, but this cami has to go.” I pulled it up and over her head then caught her breasts when they fell into my waiting palms. A gentle squeeze had her moaning and right where I wanted her.
“Too bad we don’t have serenity down here,” she whispered, rubbing her bottom against my pelvis.
I bit down on her earlobe in response. “I thought I proved last night that when I am in the room, you will be too full for serenity.”
“Prove it,” she whispered, egging me on.
I turned her head and kissed her hard, and with enough tongue that she was dripping wet by the time I lowered the zipper on my pants. “Never challenge me, Serenity. I do not back down.”
“I’m counting on it. Wait. We don’t have any protection.”
I was already ripping open the condom packet with my teeth. “I may not have been a boy scout, but I am always prepared.”
“You weren’t last night.”
“Only because I was not planning on getting in your pants last night. Today, I was.”
I rolled the rubber on and held her belly. “Bend over and brace your hands on the shelf. Remember, we have to stay quiet.”
She bent over, and her skirt pulled up over her ass in the most delicious sight I had ever seen. “Like this?”
I grabbed her and kissed her at the same time I entered her from behind, remembering to push forward slowly, so I did not hurt her. She cried out, as expected, but I trapped the sound in my mouth and held her there until she was squirming against me. I wrapped my hands around her breasts and thrust into her a few times. I soon found the rhythm and position that worked the best until she was moaning softly into the quiet room.
“I’m still swollen from last night, and it feels so good,” she whispered, trying to stand up straight, but I pressed down gently on her back.
“Stay down,” I ordered, quickening my pace, my hands grasping her waist to drive her home against me. “So good does not begin to describe how you feel wrapped around me,” I hissed when she pushed back against the shelving. I buried myself inside her, wrapping my arms around her belly and laying over her back. “Your tightness is going to make me come, sweetheart, over and over.”
My hips found a slower, gentler pace to stroke her with until both of our legs were shaking, and she was crying my name. I laid kisses across the back of her neck and thrust forward as deep as I could go without hurting her. I sensed the waves, and the moment they stroked my tip, I let go, calling her name and pushing forward, emptying myself inside her until I was weak and panting. She was in no better shape, only upright because I had hold of her belly while her hands hung down to the floor.
“You are okay, baby,” I whispered, pulling out and helping her stand. I turned her to me and brushed the hair off her sweaty forehead.
“I’m way better than okay,” she whispered, resting her forehead on my chest. “I’m a throbbing mess of sensations, and I think I need a nap.”
I laughed softly and pressed my lips to hers for an all too brief kiss. Afterward, I stroked her temple while I gazed into her eyes, hers melted and dreamy. “You blow me away every time, sweetheart. Just when I think you have no more surprises for me to discover, you throw something like that at me. I want to stay lost in you forever.”
She pulled her skirt down and straightened it out. “I’d love nothing more, but Gretchen will be waiting for us if we don’t get going. The last thing we need is for her to come looking for us.”
Her words were like a bucket of cold water dumped on my overheated skin. I reminded myself that the woman waiting upstairs was the reason I could never stay lost in Serenity forever.
Serenity was still glowing by the time we rode the elevator to my office and stepped off. Lexie motioned at the door when we walked by. “She’s been waiting for ten minutes. I don’t think she’s happy.”
I snorted with laughter. “Wird nicht das erste oder das letzte mal sein.”
“Won’t be the first time or the last,” I heard Serenity whisper on her way by Lexie. I bit my tongue to keep from laughing. I was full of it today, and it had everything to do with the woman behind me. She walked my walk and talked my talk. If I had half a brain, I would hold onto her. Unfortunately, it was my whole brain that told me what a bad idea that would be. I held the door open to seeMutterhad situated herself on the small loveseat I had in the corner of the room. Serenity whooshed past me and took her hands.
“I’m happy to see you again, Gretchen. You look rested. Did you have a fun evening?”
Her eyes opened a touch wider, but a smile pulled her lips up out of their frown. “We did have a wonderful time. Britni, Autumn, and I danced the night away. It was delightful.”
“I’m so glad you’re enjoying your time here. I was hoping we could show you our special vault and then discuss some ideas I had for the catalog. Do you have time?”
