I walked over to her, needing to get a little piece of happiness myself. “I’m so proud of you,” I told her as I pulled her into my arms.
“We need to celebrate.” She giggled as she stared up at me.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked then leaned forward and peppered her neck with kisses.
“Oh, no you don’t,” she said, trying to get out of my grasp.
I chuckled against her skin. “I can’t think of a better way to celebrate.”
“You’re taking me to lunch,” she said as she crawled out of my arms, darting behind me.
“I’d rather have a little Race for lunch,” I teased.
“We can’t,” she said as I tried to grab her, but she moved sideways and out of reach.
“Yes, we can. I’ve walked in on Thomas and Angel more times than I’d like to remember.” I groaned, trying to catch her again.
She stopped moving as her mouth dropped open. “You have?”
This time, I didn’t miss, grabbing hold of her arms. “Gotcha,” I growled. “I have. I fear my office is the only one that hasn’t been christened.”
She placed her hands on my chest, smiling at me. “I’m afraid that’ll have to wait.”
“What am I supposed to do with this?” I asked as I rubbed my crotch against her stomach, letting her feel my hard dick.
“Oh,” she murmured. “We can’t have you going to lunch like that.”
I stared into her eyes and pouted. “It would be a shame for it to go to waste. I can’t really walk out of here like this, either, princess.”
“I suppose you can’t,” she whispered, rubbing her fingers along my stubble. “Just a quickie. I’m starving.”
“Quickie works, but later I expect it long and slow.” I groaned as I brushed my mouth against the skin of her face, feeling the silkiness on my lips.
“Have something in mind?” she asked as she tipped her head back, giving me access to her neck.
“I always have a plan,” I murmured as I kissed my way to her collarbone, stopping before I got to her scars. “Quickie now to make you happy, and a little something extra later to make me happy,” I said before I bit down on her flesh.
She thought about it, her eyes darting around the room. She nodded as she looked into my eyes. “It’s a deal.”
“Sometimes a deal with the devil isn’t always smart.” I smirked.
“I think I can take whatever you’re giving.”
“Don’t write checks with your mouth that your ass can’t cash.”
“What?” she asked, scrunching her nose.
“You’ll see,” I said.
She threw her head back. “I trust you,” she said through her giggles.
I held her ass in my hands and squeezed. “I want to own all of you. I plan to claim every last inch of you tonight.”
She gasped. “Oh,” she said, her cheeks growing flushed. “You know all the pretty things to say to a lady.” She placed her hand on my chest, her palm scorching my skin through the material.
I placed my mouth over hers and gave her a kiss that stole the air from my lungs.
Fuck, I loved her.
