Page 52 of Never Again

CHAPTER29

Just one kiss.

That was all he wanted, Quinn told himself as he slowly moved his lips, unable to help but moan when the incredibly soft lips that he’d found himself thinking about more than he should, moved against his. For several minutes, they sat there as he took his time brushing his lips against hers as he told himself that this was enough.

It had to be.

She was a job and he was a fucking idiot, Quinn thought as he allowed himself one last brush of her lips before he moved back and-

Groaned when she followed the move and took over the kiss, leaving him with no choice but to deepen the kiss as his hold around her tightened. She felt so fucking good in his arms, Quinn thought, only to groan when he felt her hands slide up his chest. A moment later, she was moving her hands over his shoulders and sliding her fingers through his hair as she shifted on his lap and tore a moan from both of them when the move caused her to brush against his cock as it strained against his fly to get to her.

It was never going to happen, Quinn tried to tell himself even as he released his hold on her so that he could slide his hands down her back and cup that generous ass that felt so fucking good in his hands and pulled her closer. When Bailey’s lips parted on a small gasp, he found himself getting his first real taste of her and groaned.

So fucking sweet, Quinn thought as his tongue slowly moved over hers, tempting it into giving him more and damn near making him lose his fucking mind when he felt her give in. The first hesitant stroke of her tongue had him moaning, the second had his hands gripping her ass and bringing her tightly against him, and the third…

Had him losing control.

One minute, the kiss was slow and sweet, and the next, he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. The kiss turned hungry as she began moving on him, slow at first with tentative rolls of her hips until that wasn’t enough and she was rolling her hips in a sensual move against him, rubbing the underside of his cock through his pants with teasing caresses as he used his hold on her ass to encourage her.

He'd never felt anything better in his life, Quinn thought as he felt her reach for his tie and pull it loose. They shouldn’t be doing this, he tried to tell himself, but at the moment, none of the reasons why this was a bad idea mattered. The only thing that he cared about was the small woman in his arms driving him out of his fucking mind.

With a groan, Quinn broke off the kiss so that he could kiss a path down her neck, loving the way that she moaned with every brush of his lips as he gave her ass one last squeeze before he slid one hand beneath her shirt. He gently sucked, kissed, and licked her neck as he ran his hand over smooth, soft skin until his hand was moving over the soft material of her bra.

“Don’t stop,” Bailey whispered as he felt her working the buttons on his shirt loose, he hooked his fingers in her bra and pulled it down, freeing one large breast, and tearing a groan from both of them when the move caused her nipple to harden beneath his touch.

He pressed one last kiss against her throat before he turned his head and found her lips again. He gently kneaded her breast as he used his hold on her ass to move her against him. She felt so good, Quinn thought as she pushed his shirt open before he felt her reach for his belt with trembling hands.

So fucking good…

Giving her breast one last squeeze, Quinn pulled his hand free so that he could grab the hem of her shirt and pull it free. Seconds later, he was unsnapping her bra and pushing it off her arms, forcing her to stop what she was doing so that he could free her breasts. She moaned his name a moment later when her nipples brushed against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her and laid her down on the elevator floor, barely aware that the early morning sunlight had made its way into her apartment.

The only thing that he cared about was the woman moaning his name as he broke off the kiss and sat back, his hungry gaze never leaving her as he reached for her pants. As he unsnapped her jeans, Quinn ran his eyes over her, taking in the way that she watched him, the way that she licked her lips hungrily as her hands found his thighs and caressed them, encouraging him to keep going. After a moment, his gaze moved down to take in lightly tanned breasts tipped with pink nipples as he slowly pulled her zipper down, revealing a pair of white cotton panties.

Licking his lips, Quinn grabbed hold of the waistband of her jeans and pulled them down, watching as she shifted to make it easier for him. As soon as he had her jeans off, Quinn was reaching for her panties, pausing only long enough so that he could trace the soft lips between her legs with his thumb. For several minutes, he knelt there, slowly rubbing his thumb over her and tore a moan from the woman that he needed more than his next breath. When he couldn’t take anymore, he pulled her panties down and-

Saw just how fucking wet she was.

“Please,” Bailey moaned, shifting her hips as Quinn pulled her panties off and shoved his pants down along with his boxers, too fucking desperate for her to do this right. He needed her, Quinn thought as he leaned back down and took her mouth in another hungry kiss as he settled between her legs, groaning when his cock pressed against her wet slit.

He’d never been this desperate for a woman before, never thought he’d lose his fucking mind if he didn’t fuck her. He’d never lost control like this before, Quinn thought as Bailey shifted beneath him as he pulled back until the tip of his cock was at her entrance and slowly pushed forward, tearing a groan from both of them as his cock slid into an incredibly fucking tight hold. She was so fucking wet, so fucking hot, and so-

“Now, that’s full service.”

-going to fucking kill her staff.

CHAPTER30

“Here’s a list of the bugs that we were able to fix this morning,” Jess said as Bailey sat there, swallowing hard as she kept her gaze locked on her desk because she absolutely refused to look up.

Once she finished working on this program, she was going to have to quit. She really didn’t have a choice. It didn’t matter that she owned the company or that the majority of her programs couldn’t be run without her, she was going to have to quit and embrace her life as a recluse somewhere far, far away where she wouldn’t have to worry about being forced to make eye contact with any of the people who’d caught her having sex in the elevator with the man currently watching her every move. She-

Was going to need a lot of caffeine to get through this, Bailey decided, swallowing hard as she watched a file land on her desk along with another pack of condoms, this one ribbed for her pleasure. She really hated her friends, Bailey thought, biting back a sigh as she grabbed the box of condoms, turned in her seat, opened her bottom desk drawer, and dropped the box of condoms to join the others that had found their way onto her desk this morning.

Once she was done, Bailey turned back around and-

Found herself staring at a small bottle of strawberry-flavored personal lube. Sighing, she looked from the bottle of lube up to the woman watching her with an unholy gleam in her eye. “I really hate you,” Bailey found herself admitting with a solemn nod as she grabbed the small bottle of lube and tossed it in the bottom drawer.

“I sense that,” Jess murmured, matching her nod as she cleared her throat and glanced over her shoulder, giving Bailey no other choice but to follow her gaze, only to feel her shoulders drop when she spotted the line of employees standing outside her door, holding files that she didn’t need along with an assortment of condoms and each and every one of them looking happier than she’d ever seen them before.

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