Page 776 of One More Kiss

“Like hell we don’t!”

Riley storms out of the common room with her coffee in hand and without a word said. I immediately give chase, but try not to be overly obvious. She proves too fast for me and ducks into her office before I can catch up with her. When I notice a couple of people staring in my direction, I regain my composure and calmly walk back into my office.

I buzz my secretary and tell her to have Riley come to my office to show me her progress on the interior plans for the upcoming project. Within minutes, there is a knock at my door.

“Come in.” My voice fills the quiet room.

Standing poised with her portfolios, swatches, and magazines in hand, Riley enters the room. I point to the chair on the other side of my desk.

“Please, close the door and have a seat.”

A hint of annoyance fills her features. Nevertheless, she comes in and sits down. We sit quietly at first. The crotch of my pants bulges. It’s getting hard just from having her this close to me. She must be feeling the same thing because I can see the fast and heavy motion of her chest rising, her thighs rub together, and I wonder what she’s thinking about. It’s kind of humorous to watch her sit over there, squirming. I wonder if her pussy is getting wet. I bet it is.

“Riley…”

“Look, I need this job, Mr. Brooks. I have worked my ass off to get where I am, and I cannot afford to allow myself to get carried away in an office fling with you, only to have you snatch it all away with the swipe of your pen.”

“Riley, I would…”

She raises a hand, stopping me from finishing what I want to say. “No, let me finish. If it were just me I had to think about, I might do it, but it’s not. I have other people that depend on me.” I really hope it’s not that wimpy boyfriend of hers she is talking about.

“Well, I’m trying to help you. Let me help you.”

She shakes her head, her silky brown hair cascades down her back like a waterfall. “No. For one, you wouldn’t understand.”

“Try me,” I counter.

She goes silent, and I figure this is my chance.

“Well, what about your boyfriend? Russ, Ross, or something like that, right? Is he really your boyfriend? Because frankly, he seems more like your gay best friend instead of your boyfriend.”

She laughs a little and I can see her guard slipping.

“Seriously, you picked right now to ask about my date?”

Finally, I’m making some progress. Riley closes her eyes and shakes her head.

“Okay, look. Ross is my best friend, not my boyfriend. And yes, he’s gay, and I only made him come to the party with me because I wanted you to believe that I was taken. Not only that, I didn’t want everyone else to know that I was single.”

My jealousy instantly disappears, and now I’m more annoyed than anything. “Next time, try to pick someone who can play the role better. We could all tell that Ross was gay.”

“Really? He worked so hard on his ‘straight man’ act. He practiced in my mirror for hours.” Riley giggles. Her sudden light-heartedness is infectious. We both smile at each other, her gaze bleeding into mine with longing and affection.

As if she can hear my thoughts, she suddenly snaps out of it. She wipes the smile from her lips and replaces it with a tight line. Sitting up a little straighter, she clears her throat.

“We need to address what has happened between us and how we are going to act moving forward. As far as I’m concerned, nothing is going on between us now, and there will be nothing happening between us in the future.”

I raise an eyebrow at her words. “You really think so? Because I’m thinking that every time you see me, you get wet remembering me pounding into your pussy. Because if I’m being honest, every time I’m around you, I’m reminded of how tight your pussy is, how hard you clench me when you come, and how gorgeous you look falling apart. Right now, my dick is aching to be inside your tight cunt, and I don’t think this attraction between us will go away soon. Tell me I’m wrong. Look me straight in the eyes and tell me you are not wet right now and you can walk out of this room and we will both pretend like the other never existed.”

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