A tiny smile comes over his lips, and naughty thoughts invade my mind—thoughts of him down between my legs,licking me like a god, causing me to cry out his name over and over again as I climax.
The yearning sensation grows so powerful I have to look away. He’s just so powerful. Even from far away, he still has full control over me.
I don’t leave my office until well after lunch. I just simply can’t get close to him—not here. Not with all the other staff around.
Part of me wonders what it would be like to just pull my skirt up and let him fuck me, right here in front of the rest of the interns. Right in front of Tasha.
That would show her.That’s right, bitch, he belongs to me!
But of course that will never happen. I belong to Blake, and what we have between us is ours and ours alone. It’s private.
But as every second ticks by, it becomes harder and harder not to just rush out there and throw myself into his arms.
The office smells like him. His scent still clings to my desk, along with the faint smell of sex.
Closing my eyes, I breathe it in, letting it move through me like a drug.
But that doesn’t help. All it does is carry me back to last night and make me want more.Much more.
I rocket up from my chair and walk quickly over to the kitchen, taking a route through the office that allows me to keep my distance from Blake. I just can’t control myself right now.
Normally, I’d have Francesca get me my coffee, but I need to distract myself—get away from the desk where we had our little tryst last night.
My breathing is steady, and my heart rate is starting to go down. But just as I’m pouring my coffee, I feel someone behind me.
“Hey, boss.” I nearly jump out of my clothes.
“Blake!” I stammer, turning to face him. He’s not quite smiling, but it’s something close. I imagine that he’s imagining me naked as his eyes move up and down my body. And I’m okay with that.Morethan okay with that.
He motions to his own neck, the same spot where my hickey is. “Didn’t quite cover that up, did you?”
“I tried!” I hiss playfully, wishing I could smack him on his thick chest. “But my scarf rubbed off the makeup and…ugh, never mind. My assistant noticed!”
“Stop it, Kathryn.” He smirks. “You love it. You wish the entire office knew you belong to me.”
I feel myself blushing. He’s right. I want to go out there, stand by the Christmas tree, throw my hands in the air, and let everyone know I’m his.
But I can’t.
After all, Blake is still my intern, and we a have strict intraoffice dating policy here. It would look even worse with me as his boss.
“Maybe.” I smile coyly. “But for now, we have to keep this a secret.”
“Ourlittle secret,” he replies, raising an eyebrow. I nod, desperate to fall into his arms. “See you after work?”
“Okay…” I say softly.
It’s nearly impossible to get through the rest of the day. All I can think about is Blake, and keeping my eyes off him is so hard that I eventually turn my chair and stare out over the city as I work from my tablet.
As the daycomes to an end, the snow starts. Christmas lights are everywhere, and from way up here, it’s like looking at a postcard.
“Need anything else?” Francesca asks, tapping on the glass of my door.
“Just those order forms,” I reply. “But you can e-mail them to me later.”
“Okay.” She nods. “I’ll just…head home then.”
Something about her seems strange, like she’s pretending to be cheerful but is really bothered by something. But before I can ask, she’s already on her way out.
