Warren moves in, his big hands gripping my hips in a way no man has ever done, something that makes me nearly melt into a puddle at the move. “This thing, the one where I’m the man you call on for your every need, whether that be talking,” He leans in and presses a kiss to my forehead, and I grip his arms. “Cuddling.” He kisses my nose. “Just being together, without any talking, justus.”
I practically shudder at that, and the way his nose runs over my cheeks.
“Or for when you need your man to make love to you.”
I pull back slightly, breathless.
“That’s what I’m for.”
“I have you?” I ask, in some sort of daze.
“You have me,” he clarifies and kisses me.
“You know,” I break away from the kiss and hedge, unsure how to ask this. I’ve never had to before. “We don’t have to have sex but…”
“But?” He quirks a brow in question.
“We could do… something else.” I run my hand over the front of his pants and barely refrain from gasping at the hard bulge.
“Janie,” he warns, leaning into me and taking my lips. “Do you have meetings?”
“I have twenty minutes,” I answer in a rush and look up at him with a hopeful stare.
“I only need five.” He turns us until my back is to my desk. “Lie back for me, baby.”
I turn and without thought, knock my desk phone, calendar, and all the other crap that rests on my desk off and hop up on the edge. When I look back, a truly eager expression surely on my face, Warren is grinning at me. He steps back and back and back, I frown until I see him reach over and click the lock on the door.
Smirking, he swaggers up to me and grips right under my knees, spreading them until he fits between my legs. He leans toward me and I waste no time gripping him behind his head and pulling him down to me, giving him a kiss to remember. I was so tired of playing games.
Maybe it was time to come clean.
“Lie back, baby,” he repeats and I do as he says. He hums in his throat and the sound sends a shiver through me. “So glad you wore a skirt today.”
I let out a snort-laugh and say, “Me too.” With more enthusiasm than I mean to.
Warren just smiles at me and then, he kneels, I let out a gasp at the sight.
I can’t believe this is happening.
“It’s happening, Janie.” I didn’t realize I spoke out loud but don’t comment as his fingers drag my panties down my legs.
The thrill of what’s about to happen is enough to send my heart into a tailspin but the fact that it’s happening at work, in my office while my employees are right outside? Yeah, I’m about to have a heart attack.
Worth it.
I gasp at the kisses he gives the inside of my thighs until he makes it to my center and boldly takes a long lick. “Oh—Oh okay,” I fumble and he chuckles, vibrating against me.
Definitely worth the heart attack.
He hooks my legs over his shoulders, and I squeeze slightly but he taps me, maybe hoping I don’t suffocate him. Who knows? It’s not like I can think clearly right now. But I lighten my hold and gasp again as he continues to work me over.
Too soon, I feel a rush of heat and then he’s pulling his mouth off of me before that hit can burst into flames. “Stay quiet, baby.”
I clamp my lips together, willing myself to keep quiet. But hell, it’s hard when he’s making me feel so damn good.
He adds a finger, then two, and sucks on my clit—hard. Then I’m a goner.
Falling over the edge of orgasm and into this weird, dreamlike state that has me seeing something akin to stars.