could cover all the territory in one weekend. Apparently it’s going to take a little longer.”
“Dammit, Kellan. You’re the king of casual affairs. I was kind of planning on following your lead when it came to walking away. You’re fucking this all up.”
“So, you still want me, too.”
Sara’s eyes flew heavenward as if she were praying for salvation. When she looked at him once more, he saw the same lust, the same hunger that had eaten him alive all day.
“I still want you.”
It was all he needed to hear. He gripped her hips, turning her away from him. Then he placed a firm hand between her shoulder blades and pressed her chest to the desk.
Sara’s palms were flat against the smooth surface. Using one hand, he held her in place and bent over her. With the other, he shoved the pants of her scrubs down to her ankles.
“For the record,” she said, before he touched her, “this totally counts as sex in public.”
If his chest weren’t tight with need and some other emotion he was afraid to name, he would have laughed. Instead, he set her straight. “This doesn’t even come close.”
Any further argument she might have made was wiped away by her gasp when he tugged her panties aside and thrust one finger into her pussy. She was soaking wet.
“We’re not finished with each other. You know it as well as I do. The attraction is stronger than we realized. Let’s ride it out.”
“You’re pissing me off, Kellan.”
“Is that a no?” He’d stop if she asked him to. It would kill him, but he’d do it.
“It should be.”
He chuckled. “Should or is?”
She blew out an exasperated breath. “I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
He knew he’d won when she began pressing back against his finger, seeking more. He added a second, then a third. Sara moved rapidly, fighting for her climax, groaning when he tugged his fingers free.
“Kellan.”
“Hmm?”
“It’s not a no.”
His original intention had been to play with her, to make her beg for what she’d denied them all day. That plan was shot to hell. His control was in tatters, a state that seemed to be the norm with her. He unfastened his pants, rolled on a condom, and placed the head of his cock at her opening.
“Yes,” she hissed.
Kellan bent over her before pushing in. Placing his lips at her ear, he whispered, “We’re not stopping. I can’t.” The last two words betrayed a weakness he hadn’t meant to reveal.
She didn’t answer as he slid to the hilt. He held still only a second, sucking in some much needed air. Then he cut loose, giving way to everything that had been building up inside him since waking.
Sara met him thrust for thrust, her ass lifting to welcome him.
“Harder,” she urged.
Kellan gripped her hips, plowing deeper, faster. When he felt her reach the precipice, he reached around her, covering her mouth with his hand as she came. One weekend with Sara had proven she never came quietly. And while his secretary was gone for the day, as well as most of the administrative staff, he didn’t want to risk her reputation should anyone be on the other side of the door.
He covered her loud cries as his own climax struck.
Neither of them moved for several minutes, their panting breaths the only sound in the room. Sara was the first to come to her senses. She tried to lift up, but he still covered her. He pushed away, dropping into the nearest chair as Sara stood on unsteady legs.
He reached out to help her, but she shook her head. “I’m fine.”
Kellan watched as she pulled her pants back up.
“That can’t happen again, Kellan.” Her voice was stronger than he would have expected.
He wasn’t going to back down on this. It wasn’t in his nature to surrender. “You’re wrong. Let’s just give it one more week.”
“And then what?” Sara claimed the chair next to his. She seemed desperate to make him see reason, but what she didn’t realize was that he’d never been more certain about anything in his life. They fit together sexually. He wanted more time to explore that. And given the way she’d responded to him, he suspected she wanted the same. Even if she wasn’t willing to admit it.
“And then…” He started to say they’d end it, but he didn’t want to get caught in the same tangle of time constraints he was fighting now. “Then we step back and reevaluate if it’s time to walk away or