smooth smile overtook his features and he said in a throaty voice, “Come with me, baby.”
She stood, came around her desk. He took her hand in his, and together they crossed the room to the door that connected her office to his father’s.
He unlocked it, and they went inside and locked it behind them.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Mercy,” Jace muttered before closing his eyes and placing a hand over his face, convinced he would never move again. Never had making love to a woman been so damn draining. His blood was pounding like he was about to take his last breath. He was convinced there was no way he wasn’t paralyzed from the penis up. No man in his right mind stayed hard this long. There had to be a law against this much intimacy with a woman. If there was, they might as well handcuff him, put him in shackles, toss him in jail and throw away the key. He was guilty as sin.
And speaking of sin...
He dropped his hand, opened his eyes and looked down. Shana was beneath him, passed out with her limbs entwined with his, and in a position where the tip of one dark nipple pressed against his cheek. Tempted to go another round and giving in to it, he slightly moved his head, opened his mouth and sucked the delicious morsel between his lips at the same time his hand lowered to gently caress her stomach.
He heard that first moan moments later, which was followed by a close second. Then instinctively, she arched her body at just the right angle so he could slide inside of her, while inwardly calling himself one greedy ass. When he’d gone deep, he didn’t move, he just wanted to lie there a second to savor the feel of being skin-to-skin, flesh-to-flesh with her again.
But she wasn’t having any of that. She slowly opened her eyes and reached out, grabbed his head and pulled his mouth away from her breasts to her mouth, sliding her tongue between his already-wet lips. And then she proceeded to kiss him in a way that had him moving, had him pumping, thrusting and taking her hard.
She wrapped her legs around him tight, locked him inside her, where he had no choice but to go in and out. And he did, whipping moans repeatedly out of her. He liked the sexual sounds filling the air—her moans, skin slapping against skin and the creaking of the sofa getting one hell of a workout.
Suddenly, an orgasm rammed through him, nearly knocking him backward. He felt his release shoot far and deep into her womb, and for a second, he thought of his semen targeting one of those eggs and quickly forced the thought from his mind. A couple engaged in an affair didn’t have sex for babies. They had sex for pleasure. And this was pleasure of the richest kind. When she screamed his name and spasms began moving through her body, he knew she had gotten her pleasure, as well.
* * *
“I can’t find my panties,” Shana said, looking everywhere, around the sofa, beneath the cushions and by the table.
She shot an accusing glance over at Jace, who had just slid into his pants. “You sure you don’t have them?”
His lips eased into a smile as he reached for his shirt to put it on. “Now, why would I take your panties?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I heard some men get a kick out of doing that sort of thing. They see it as a trophy of a conquest.”
He chuckled, possibly seeing Dalton doing some crap like that. “Trust me...that’s not me.”
Still naked, Shana eased down on her knees to reach her hand under the sofa to feel around and then she looked at Jace and frowned. “That’s odd.”
He was buttoning his shirt. “What is?”
“This sofa has a secret compartment.”
His brow furrowed. “A secret compartment?”
“Yes.”
“You sure?”
“See for yourself.”
He moved to her as she stood, and with little effort, he pushed the sofa over on its side. And sure enough, the entire bottom had opened to reveal a neat-looking trunk. Shana had never seen anything like it.
“I must have activated it somehow when my hand was fumbling around.”
He nodded and then handed her the missing panties. “Here you go.”
“You did have them!” she accused, sliding into them.
“No, they were stuck inside my shirt. I wasn’t aware of it until I put my shirt on.”
“Then why didn’t you say anything?”
His mouth curved into a smile. “I liked seeing you naked