stepped out into the hallway. “You’re…still here.” Was I seeing things?
He nodded. “Is everything okay?”
Wiping my cheeks, I said, “No.”
Jack rushed to my side and asked, “What’s wrong?”
It was now or never, and I was tired of not speaking my mind. I needed to be more like Allison, who wasn’t afraid to be bold and go after what she wanted. I might not get what I want, but it was time to admit what it was.
Looking him straight in the eye I said softly. “I…I want you…here.” I always have.
“If you’re about to tell me you have more painting for me to do. I’m going to be very disappointed,” he said.
Be bold. Be sexy. “Does body paint count?” I said seductively. Jack reached out and pulled me forcefully into his arms. My body slammed against his muscled frame. Go for the gold. “I…have some…in my office.”
He scooped me high into his arms, carried me into my office, and kicked the door shut behind him. Our lips instantly locked, the fire we’d been trying to control now a raging inferno. In seconds, he unbuttoned my shirt and slid it down my shoulders. I tugged furiously at his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Our clothes flew in every direction and finally we stood there, naked. Jack slowed and pulled back for a moment.
“You’re…even more beautiful than I dreamed,” he said.
Running my hand up his bare chest I asked, “What else did you dream?” I had a few fantasies I wouldn’t mind fulfilling, but none of them had ever taken place in my office. Damn, I really need to get a couch.
“Making you beg for more and scream out my name,” he said, leaning over and taking one of my nipples into his mouth.
I didn’t want it to stop but we needed someplace more comfortable than this small office space. “Jack…I…we…”
He lifted his head and said, “Please don’t tell me you changed your mind.” His voice was husky with need.
“No…I…” Shit! I stepped away and grabbed my laptop, sliding it in the top drawer. And then brushed all the papers onto the floor. Normally, I needed everything in order, but right now, there was only one thing I needed. And it doesn’t require batteries!
Turning back to Jack, I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, “Now, where were we?”
“I was about to ask if you’re sure about this. I guess I have my answer,” he said, pulling me close to him again. “Good thing, too, because it wasn’t going to be easy to stop. And trust me, Dee, I don’t want to.”
Jack was the only one who ever called me Dee. It was what he called me when we cuddled. You didn’t forget.
I licked my lips while looking at his. “Then kiss me already,” I demanded.
Claiming my lips, he parted them with his tongue. When he pulled back, I bit his bottom lip, gently drawing him back to me. This time his tongue darted into my mouth, I sucked gently on it. Then they danced and we explored each other. But my tongue wanted more. I sucked on his tongue again, this time teasing him in a way that was like sucking a cock. He groaned in my mouth and I knew I’d achieved my goal.
“Maybe next time. But right now, I need to do some…tasting myself,” he said as he lifted me and laid me on the desk. “But first, I’m going to kiss you until you beg for more.
His erection was pressing firmly against my inner thigh and I opened wider for him, but he didn’t enter. Instead, he took one of my taut nipples in his mouth, nipped, then sucked it while lightly pinching and plucking the other. I felt the heat building between my legs and I arched my back off the desk. I felt Jack run his other hand up my thigh and then between my legs. He entered me with a finger and my body shuddered with delight. He fingered me, stroking my g-spot as he continued to suck my nipples.
“Oh Jack…I…oh God…. don’t stop,” I pleaded.
Then his thumb found my swollen clit. He slid over it again and again, building the need within me to the point of frenzy. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
Jack pulled back, kissed his way down my stomach, and then nipped the inside of my thigh, never stopping his stroking of my clit.
I groaned and tugged at him impatiently. “I…I want…”
He