only able to enjoy a few more thrusts before her body pulled him into a mind-bending orgasm.
Sloane stared up at the ceiling, stunned at what had just happened. Had it been this good last night? “Wow!” she whispered, and bit her lip, shocked that she’d said it out loud.
Josh lifted his head and looked down at her, a playful smile making his eyes sparkle. Had she ever thought he was harsh looking? How could a man with eyes that beautiful be harsh?
“I agree,” he said with a chuckle.
He pulled away and Sloane bit her lip. She’d like to stay just like this for a bit longer. His head nestled against her neck, his body still intimately connected with hers, and it felt so good to be in his arms like this.
She moaned wistfully as he pulled out of her. But since she was basically naked, spread out on her desk in a completely undignified manner, she hurried to pull herself together. It took a bit of work to get her fingers to work the buttons back into place. In the end, it was Josh who finished the process, his knuckles brushing against her breasts in the most delicious way.
“Are you doing that on purpose?’ she asked, suspicion lacing her voice.
“Yeah,” he laughed. He grabbed his jacket, which had fallen to the floor at some point, and buckled his belt.
“Good grief!” she gasped, jumping off of the desk and looking around. The door to her office was closed, but the door leading into his private office was still open. Anyone still in the building could have walked into Josh’s office and seen them…on her desk!
Josh must have read her horrified expression, because he put a finger under her chin, lifting her face so that she was looking into his eyes. “No one is here, honey,” he promised. “And I lock my door every night. Security,” he teased, reminding her that security was the issue that had slowed their departure in the first place.
Sloane couldn’t help it, she laughed, feeling free and relaxed for the first time today. The laughter resounded through the empty offices as she entered the code on her computer, glancing over her shoulder at Josh. Sure enough, he was staring at her bottom again.
“No!” she told him, but the sparkle in her eyes showed she wasn’t completely serious.
And of course, Josh was terrible at taking orders so as soon as she turned around to finish with her password, he reached for her bottom again. Sloane swung around, squeaking with outrage. But he only moved his hands to her waist, pulling her against him. “Damn, I want to hear that sound again, but when I have my mouth on you.”
She pulled back, shocked at his lack of inhibitions and also oddly fascinated by the intensity in his eyes, silently telling her that he wasn’t kidding.
“Let’s get out of here. If you keep looking at me like that, we’re going to make use of the sofa in my office and I want a bed the next time I’m inside of you.”
He didn’t give her a chance to argue. He took her hand again, grabbed her purse and tote bag, and headed for the door. She trailed after him, smothering a laugh at his urgency. In truth, she was flattered that he wanted her with this kind of intensity. She’d dated in the past, but no man had ever made her feel this beautiful and wanted. Of course, she’d never wanted any man the way she wanted Josh. No man had ever measured up to Josh. None had the same kind of brilliance and intensity or the charisma the man emanated.
So, Sloane didn’t hesitate as he rushed her out. At least, not until they reached the outer door and she realized that something was missing. She froze, pulling against his hand that was still holding hers.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded, turning and coming back to her.
“Um…I’m missing something,” she whispered, looking around warily to make sure that no one could hear her.
Josh’s eyes laughed. “What would you be missing?” he asked, moving closer, his hands shifting on her waist to pull her against his body.
“My underwear!” she replied back in a horrified whisper.
He threw back his head, laughing and hugged her.
“Never change, Sloane,” he asked. “Please, never change! I love making you blush.”
She squirmed against him.
“I think they are on the floor in my office. I’ll just run back and…!”
“They are in my pocket and I’m sorry, my dear, but they are