“Dr. Foster,” she began.
“You can call me Brad, like I told you,” I said quickly.
“Brad.” She cleared her throat. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea.”
“That still doesn’t answer my question. I know why I kissed you. Just wondering why you kissed me.”
“Because!” she said, her eyes widening suddenly, her arms flailing out to the side with frustration. “Because I wanted to!”
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CASSIE
This was sonotgoing according to plan. I wanted to file that kiss away in a dark, hidden file cabinet and never think about it again! Too bad it kept filling my thoughts nearly every other second of the day until I couldn’t think about anything else. When Brad had first ignored me on Monday, I was glad because I did not want to talk about the kiss. He didn’t seem to come out of his office for days, and that was totally fine with me.
But the other scientists got suspicious. “Wonder what he’s doing in there.” Stevie had asked. “He’s been all over us for the first few weeks after he got here. Now, he’s just hiding away?”
“I suppose there is more to owning a lab than observing and firing your employees,” I’d joked, but every time I walked into the lab building, I noticed his closed door and wondered just like everyone else.
What was he doing in there? Was he not thinking about the kiss even though I couldn’t stop? Now, I was standing in front of him, telling him that I kissed him because I wanted to.
Cassie. You couldn’t just keep your big mouth shut, could you? You had to tell him the truth just like you always do!
I crossed my arms, breathing hard after I spoke. I don’t think I’d ever thought about jumping out of a window more than I did in that moment. It sounded pretty good right about then. He watched me for a little bit as if he was pondering my words. I stood again, trying to think of something to break the silence when he rushed over, put his hands on my face, and kissed me.
I might have been a scientist, smart in many ways, but I honestly hadn’t expected this. The kiss moved quickly, and I sank into it, not even trying to push away. I opened my mouth to his, wanting the feel of him just one last time, if that’s what it had to be. This was wrong. We were boss and employee. It couldn’t be more cliché if we tried.
Slowly, he led me back against the desk and leaning down a bit, he grabbed my ass and lifted me up so that I sat on the edge. I was wearing a skirt that day, so his knees nudged mine apart, and then his hips were right inside my circle of legs as his mouth worshipped mine.
Worship was the perfect word to describe it. Even my great love, the man I’d given my heart to only to have it crushed without explanation had not kissed like this. I had never ever been kissed like I was the man’s lifeline. Brad’s mouth was reverent as well as wicked, tasting and taking what he wanted while giving me pleasure like no other.
Yes,was the word repeating over and over in my mind. I wasn’t sure if I said it aloud, but I didn’t care. I just pulled him closer, wrapping my hands about his neck before I moved them lower.
My eyes had not lied. The man was packed steel, even despite the gray hair at his temples. He pushed forward a little, getting a moan out of me when I felt just how big and hard he was. This was fantasy number one. Sexy stuff in an office.
“Cassie,” he said, gruffly, his lips moving along my cheeks and jawline until they reached my neck.
I held onto his shoulders and closed my eyes as his mouth left a trail of fire on my skin.
“You are incredible,” he said, moving lower to the base of my neck and then back up until we were eye to eye.
His thumb brushed against my lip, and I drew him to my mouth again, wanting more, not wanting to think about what lay outside the door. That anyone could walk in and see us. That the other employees would think I was crazy. My thighs gripped around his hips and pulled him closer. A sound came from deep within his throat, and it only made me wetter.
Boldly, I took his hand and put it high up on my thigh which was bare now that my legs were spread. He pulled away and looked down into my eyes. I nodded. I needed him to touch me there. Now.
As he took my mouth again, I felt his hand slide up past the line of my skirt until it found my underwear, soaked with my need. He cupped me for a little, and I bucked against him. Every part of him that touched me only lit me with fire, and I was surprised that I thought I might actually come just like this.
But he didn’t make me wait. Skillfully, with one hand, he pulled aside my underwear and slipped inside. I leaned my head back with a cry as his thumb moved across my clit, and a finger slid inside. He started kissing down my neck again, and the room was filled with my breathy moans as he finger-fucked me.
Everything heated inside me went straight to where his fingers moved in and out, his thumb ceaselessly rubbing against me until I broke. I put a hand over my mouth to hide the volume of my scream as my limbs shook around him, and my pleasure washed over me until I could barely think, move, or breathe.
Brad held onto me so that I didn’t fall back onto the desk, and we stood like that for several seconds, his hands supporting my back.
“Holy shit,” I eventually said, slowly regaining the feeling back in my limbs. “I—” I looked at him, and his deep blue eyes were not cold or angry but were filled with fire and want.
I knew that if I asked him to fuck me right there, he would have, and I would have screamed in incredible pleasure again. But we couldn’t do that. Not in the office, at least.
He let me down, helping me to stand, and he lifted my hand to his lips. “Cassie,” he said, kissing the knuckles, “I want—”