Charming Co-Worker - Jeannine Colette Page 0,58

head up to look into his eyes, and steps toward me. As my back becomes flush against the counter, he pushes his weight into me. Then, he lifts my body up and sets me on the cold surface. My legs part, and he settles himself in between my thighs, his firm groin hard against my yoga pants. I want to yank off the thin fabric between us and feel more of him.

All of him.

“You make me nervous, too, Katie,” he says. His lips are just millimeters from mine. “In the best fucking way.”

His fingers glide over my lips before he leans in to kiss me, diving deeper in a matter of seconds.

I wrap my legs around his ass and pull him in. His hands glide over my breasts, and I let out a moan that’s way too loud for him barely touching me.

Hunter lays his forehead against mine. Our breaths are ragged.

“What are you doing to me, Katie?” he asks, almost pained.

“I should ask you the same thing,” I whisper. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone, and I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing.”

“It’s bad. Nothing that feels this good can be right,” he says, his hand holding the side of my face.

I want to laugh at his line, but I don’t because he’s dead serious. “Why do you say that?” I ask in earnest.

He swallows, and his jaw tightens. “Because I’m not the man you originally wanted. I want you to want me more than you want him.”

“I already do.”

“That’s the part that scares me the most,” he says with a growl, his voice raw, as he wraps his hands under me and lifts me up.

“Your ankle,” I say as I wrap around his shoulders and suck on his neck.

“Fuck it. I’ve got another one.”

His lips crash onto mine, and my hands are in his hair, gripping the ends while taking every ounce of passion he’s giving me in this kiss.

He walks us down the hall and into the bedroom when I point to which one is mine, where he lays me on the bed and stares down at me sprawled there. He speaks over his shoulder, “Mittens, if you’re in here, I strongly suggest you find a new spot for the night. Our girl is about to get loud.”

The cat scampers from under my bed and to the living room. I laugh but then stop when Hunter runs his fingers down my legs. How he caresses my thighs and calves already has me lifting my lower back off the bed in pure greediness.

Now, I know exactly what his touch feels like, what he’s going to do to my body, and the anticipation is killing me. Our first time was so amazing; I can’t imagine what the future times we’re together will bring as we get to know each other’s bodies more.

His eyes bore into mine—lust, desire, and need spilling from every millimeter.

“I want you so bad right now,” he says with bated breath.

The way his chest rises and falls gives me so much fuel to be the woman I’ve always hoped to be. The woman who isn’t afraid to take what she desires, to give pleasure to a guy because she wants to see his knees go weak from her very touch.

“Then, take me already.” I lean up and grab his waist, dropping his shorts to the floor. He’s bare underneath, his cock hard and thick, standing at attention, ready for me to do as I wish.

When I hold it in my hand, his head falls back as his breath hitches. When I wrap my mouth around it, his fingers instantly fist my hair as he braces himself. Hearing his groan fuels me even more, and when I run my tongue around his tip and down his shaft, I feel his legs tremble against my body.

“Oh God, Katie,” he bites out through gritted teeth, so I take him deeper, wanting to hear what I’m doing to him more.

He rewards me by tightening his ass and gripping my hair harder.

I’m doing this. I’m making him lose control. It’s the most empowering feeling I’ve ever imagined.

I run my hand down his balls as I suck in harder, and when he gasps, he yanks himself out of my mouth, breathing so deeply that I shake with excitement.

“I’m not ready to come yet. We’re just getting started.” He tilts my body down, removing my pants and yanking them off completely.

My panties are soaked, and when he