Ruby parted her legs, gripping the edge of the desk as he lined himself up at her entrance. He slid inside of her, stretching her in the best way. Ruby let out a cry of pleasure as her hips thrust back to meet him, so eager for more. His hands were on her hips, holding on so tight that she was sure she’d have bruises later, but she didn’t care. The slight pain just increased her pleasure as he started to work himself in and out.
There was something about the fact that they were both still mostly dressed that made this even hotter. There was nothing sweet or intimate about this. It was raw and rough. It was exactly what she needed.
The office was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping together and heavy breathing. Sweat broke out over her body, and Owen snaked a hand under her body to clutch at her breast. Leaning over her, he kissed the side of her neck as he started to pound into her harder and faster. Ruby cried out his name as he groaned into her hair.
Her pleasure built until she was flying, her heart racing and her body tightening in all the right places. The room seemed to spin, reality melting away until there was nothing but this moment, this pleasure.
Owen shuddered and came with her, the two of them locked together as they lost themselves in bliss and satisfaction.
When it was over, he kissed her neck again, running his fingers through her hair.Thiswas a tender moment, and she needed it. Turning to look at him through hooded eyes, she gave him a small smile.
“That was…”
“Amazing,” he finished for her.
Standing, he pulled out and got rid of the condom while she straightened up on shaky legs. She was pulling her pants back up when her eyes landed on the still-open desk drawer where Owen had grabbed a condom. There were a couple of other condoms loose inside as well as a stress ball and one other item that made her stomach drop.
He had a handgun in his desk.
9
OWEN
He’d just tucked himself back into his pants when he turned around and saw Ruby staring into the open drawer with a frown on her face. Reaching out, he slowly pushed it in, but it was obviously too late. She’d seen the Glock.
Ruby’s eyes shifted to him, and he could see the unasked question there. Most people knew who he was and what he did, or at least suspected it. But Ruby wasn’t just new to this restaurant. She hadn’t even been in the city for long.
She didn’t know that he was a part of a criminal organization, and he didn’t want her to. What he did never bothered him before. It was the life he was born into. He didn’t have a choice of career paths with his father running the mafia. He was expected to go into the family business and fighting that destiny would have been useless. When his dad died three years ago, Owen was in his early thirties and had been a part of the organization for more than a decade. Taking over in his father’s absence felt like the right thing to do.
But what would Ruby say? Would she understand or would she look at him with judgment and fear in her eyes?
The thought of that made his chest feel tight.
“It’s always good to have protection, just in case,” he said, offering up the only explanation he could without admitting to anything nefarious.
“Oh.”
She didn’t seem entirely convinced, but she didn’t question him further. Closing her bra, she buttoned up her shirt as much as she could with half the buttons missing. Grabbing his suit jacket from the back of his chair, he draped it over her.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “No one will notice.”
She shrugged. “Even if they do, it’s no one’s business what went on up here.”
Owen pulled her close and kissed her again. He liked a confident woman, and Ruby definitely had that going for her.
Still, he almost couldn’t believe what just happened. He’d been determined to ignore his attraction to her, but he just couldn’t help himself when she came close. He had to have her, and he couldn’t bring himself to regret it. She was amazing.
But now, he had to go. His shipment was arriving at the docks in an hour. His men should have already been in place, but he wanted to personally oversee it.
He’d missed his opportunity to eat dinner, but he didn’t care. He’d satisfied a much more primal hunger.
“I guess I should probably go,” Ruby said. “Um…thanks.”
He grinned as she blushed. Shaking her head at herself, she headed toward the door, mumbling under breath. He caught enough of it to know that she was embarrassed by thanking him. He stifled a laugh, not wanting to make her feel worse. He followed her to the door, opening it for her and stealing yet another kiss.
God, she stole all of his self control without even trying.
When she was gone, he returned to the desk and grabbed his gun, tucking it into the back of his pants. He couldn’t help wondering what Ruby would think if she knew that he was walking around with it.
