My cheeks warm. “I didn’t love the idea of talking about it in front of Rowan. But I don’t want you thinking I’m trying to use you.”
A strange look crosses over his face, softening his smile. “I didn’t think that. Unless you planted that woman in the crowd to start recording me.”
“No, I definitely didn’t do that.”
“Then why’s it bothering you?”
I watch his face for a minute. I think it would bother him if I told him it has to do with last night. Even though Jude wouldn’t really go into detail about his ex, it obviously hurt him. And I think it was on a deeper level than he’s willing to admit. I just don’t want him thinking I’d use him in any way.
When the silence stretches, I finally shrug. “I guess I just don’t like the idea of guys looking at you.”
Heat fills Jude’s eyes. “I never would’ve thought you were a territorial kind of guy.”
“Well, how do you think you would’ve liked it? If you’d come in and seen those guys staring at me?”
“Well, I would never let that happen,” Jude says, his voice darkening. “If I saw anyone looking at you like that, I’d let them know you were unavailable.”
Heat shoots into my stomach, but I try to ignore it. “How?”
“How would I let people know you were unavailable?” Jude smiles and reaches his hand back to lock the door. “Why don’t you stand up, and I’ll show you?”
The heat in my stomach grows, spreading to my arms and legs. Slowly, I stand. My brain tries to tell me this is completely unprofessional to do at work, but I ignore it. I just want to feel Jude again.
“Take your clothes off,” Jude orders.
I don’t hesitate to strip. Maybe I should be embarrassed by how quickly I do it, but I’m not. Especially when Jude’s gaze runs over my body, and there’s nothing but hunger in his eyes.
“So you want to know how I would let everyone know you’re unavailable?” Jude’s voice is low as he moves closer to me. He lowers his mouth to my shoulder and bites.
I hiss at the sharp sting of pain, and Jude runs his tongue over it.
“No bites?” he teases before sucking on my neck hard enough to leave a mark. “How about a hickey? That certainly sends a signal.”
I reach out and grab his hips, trying to pull him closer.
“You feeling greedy today?” Jude asks with a slight laugh. He trails a hand down my back to the curve of my ass, where he grabs a handful of my cheek. He slides a finger along my crack. “You want something?”
I nod pathetically. I don’t care how he takes me. All I care about is that he gets in me as soon as possible.
I expect him to bend me over the desk, but instead, he grips my waist and lifts me up onto the edge of it. Then he tilts his head and brushes his lips over mine. It’s a soft kiss that barely lasts a second, but I feel it shoot through my body. I don’t think Jude realizes how electrifying he is.
Jude pulls away. “Lie back.”
I do what he says, lying back on the desk, my head resting on the stack of files I’d just gotten through.
Jude runs a hand down my stomach, on the inside of my thigh. I shiver at the lazy touch, and it makes him grin.
Then he kneels and lifts my legs to rest on his shoulders. Without hesitation, he leans forward and licks a stripe up my ass.
I cry out and feel Jude smile against my skin.
“Quiet, now. You don’t want people to hear, do you?” It’s the only warning he gives before diving back in, eating me out like no one ever has before. When his tongue slides past my tight ring of muscle, I press a hand to my mouth to smother my moan.
Jude’s relentless, using one hand to fondle my balls as he eats my ass. My thighs are trembling on either side of his head, and I need to come so bad that it hurts.
“Jude,” I breathe. “I need to…”
“So do it,” Jude replies, his voice muffled from his position.
