Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
My breathing becomes erratic as the signs of my orgasm steam forward. ‘Kiss me,’ I demand, pushing my lips to his and forcing my tongue into his mouth, urgency overtaking me.
‘Slowly,’ he orders, sweeping through my mouth delicately, matching his drives. My legs begin to tense around his waist, my back straightening and pushing my front harder into his. He nips at the tip of my tongue, and then buries his face in my neck. I take his lead and do the same, sinking my face into his shirt where his shoulder meets his neck, panting vigorously. We’re locked in a cuddle, his arms now wrapped around my waist, mine around his shoulders, as he thrusts us both over the edge. ‘Fuck,’ he mumbles into me, freezing and holding himself deep.
My moan of release is muffled and long, my body convulsing in his hold, the pressure draining right out of me on delicious, satisfying pulses. I’m clinging to him tightly, hiding in his neck, loving the feel of us locked so tightly together. ‘Oh wow,’ I breathe, my face sticky with sweat. I feel him jerking a little on a silent laugh, squeezing me to the point I can’t breathe.
‘That was a very welcome mid-afternoon pick-me-up,’ he says, making me smile. I pat his back and ease out of his hold, wincing when he slips free. He places a light kiss on the corner of my mouth as he breathes in, and I gaze around the impressive space, taking in his office.
‘So this is where you work?’
‘This is where I work,’ he confirms, smiling at me as he releases me and sorts his trousers out before handing me a tissue.
‘Thanks.’ I slide off his desk, grimace as I wipe between my thighs and pull my knickers and dress back into place. I look at the tissue with a frown and Jack laughs, taking it from my hand and throwing it into the bin next to his desk. I grab my slouchy bag and sling it over my shoulder. ‘This is all a bit risky.’
He almost scowls, his lovely grey eyes narrowing a touch. ‘It was either here or on the boardroom table in front of everyone.’ He buckles his belt and steps towards me, smiling at my blushing cheeks as he runs the pad of his thumb over one. ‘Though Terrence might have enjoyed that.’
I press my lips together. ‘Did you growl, Jack Joseph?’
‘He fancies you. I’ll be keeping a close eye on him.’ He plants a chaste kiss on my lips and starts to walk me to the door, but we both come to an alarmed stop when the handle starts jiggling. I look up at him, hoping he might clue me in on who it might be so I can assess how panicked I need to be. He looks blank.
‘Jack?’ Stephanie’s yell hits me like a bullet to my temple. His mouth drops open. I begin to shake. ‘Jack, you in there?’
‘Oh fuck,’ he breathes, staring at the door as the handle continues to rattle.
I clench my eyes shut and try to breathe through my panic.
‘This way,’ he grates, taking my arm and pulling me across his office towards another door. ‘I’ll get rid of her. Give me two minutes.’
‘We work together, Jack,’ I whisper-hiss. ‘We could just be having a meeting.’
‘With the door locked?’ he asks, tugging me along. He’s right: that would look so dodgy, and actually, I don’t want to face Stephanie. I’ll probably shake before her with nerves, guilt and a million other things.
He pulls the door open and ushers me inside. To complete darkness. I swing around and glare at him. ‘A fucking cupboard?’ I hiss, outraged, but unable to refuse what he’s suggesting.
He gives me a pained face – a sorry face – before he shuts the door and I’m alone in the dark. Fucking brilliant.
‘Jack?’ I hear Stephanie shout again, and then his phone starts ringing. ‘I know you’re in there.’
I suck in a breath in an attempt to keep silent. I hear his office door swing open. ‘Hey,’ Jack greets her, super-chirpy. And guilty.
‘What’s going on?’ Stephanie sounds affronted, and I wilt on the spot, expecting her to come charging through the door that’s keeping me out of sight at any moment.
‘It’s chaos around here today,’ he reels off with ease. ‘I was trying to get some peace so I can work through some figures.’
I sag against the wall.
‘I see,’ I hear Stephanie say, and in my mind’s eye she’s gazing around his office suspiciously. My anxiety nearly chokes me as I remain deathly still, dying on the inside.
‘What brings you here?’ Jack asks, his footsteps getting louder. He’s walking to his desk? Good Lord, don’t lead her this way!
‘It’s been such a stressful morning!’ she wails.
‘What’s happened?’ he practically sighs. There’s no concern in his tone at all.