I want to feel her come on my hand. I need to hear the sounds she makes when she climaxes. Mostly, I want to watch her expression when I make her soar.
She’s shaking and I lean in to lick her jawline. “Come hard for me, beautiful.”
I press my fingers harder against her inner walls and she lets out a glorious cry, her sex squeezing my fingers as she comes. I slow down, milking her orgasm for as long as I can and when I know she’s finished, I undo my slacks, and shove them down along with my boxer briefs, freeing my dick that now stands erect.
“Tell me you want me,” I demand, needing to know she’s as desperate to feel me inside her as I am to be there.
She wraps her fingers around my erection and squeezes, sliding her hand up and down, then rubbing her thumb over the head of my cock. “I want you to fuck me, Lucas.”
I lift her up by her waist, keeping her back pressed to the door, and do as she asked, jerking my hips up and letting out a low groan. “You’re perfect,” I tell her, as I fill her completely. We’re in sync in more ways than physically.
Our gazes lock and for as often as I’ve had sex in my life, this is so much more. All I can see, feel, and hear is Rainey, her gorgeous indigo eyes, her gasps and moans, and the sensory experience of true passion and an oncoming explosive orgasm.
“Oh, God, I’m going to come again,” Rainey cries out.
“Do it now,” I grit out, hanging on, waiting for her.
I thrust my cock once, twice, and her screams hit my ears at the same time I come so hard I see stars, her orgasm prolonging my own.
A few seconds pass in peaceful quiet but for our heavy breathing until Rainey breaks the silence. “Oh, God. That was…”
“Yeah,” I say. It was.” I’m still inside her and take my time pulling out and losing her warmth.
“I’m a mess,” she says, her vulnerable gaze meeting mine.
I pull on my pants and walk around my desk, picking up a box of tissues. Returning to her, I carefully clean her up, aware of the flush on her cheeks as we pull ourselves together.
I cup her cheek in my hand, forcing her eyes to meet mine. “I’m glad you came by.”
“Me too.” Her lips lift in a soft smile.
“I was going to suggest we sit upstairs and have a drink,” I tell her. “But…” I pat the pocket holding her panties, unable to hold back a grin.
“Yeah. No panties. That wouldn’t be comfortable,” she says, her blush now a full-on red.
“Then I’ll walk you out as promised.” Leaning in, I kiss her long and hard before covering her back as we head through the club and outside to her car.
I make sure she’s safely inside, her doors locked before turning and walking back toward the long line and busy crowds inside.
I have a job to do and though I’m watching the goings-on at my club, my mind is solely on Rainey. She surprised me tonight by showing up at the club. Asking if I could leave so we could be alone? That gives me hope she thought about me as obsessively as I thought about her. Going along with office sex? That was mind-blowing and shocking for a woman trying to be perfect at everything she does because she cares how she’s perceived in business. That means she trusts me.
And I’m not going to complain about that.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Rainey
Istep backand look in the full-length mirror in my bedroom. The red dress I’d chosen with purpose flows around my legs. As the story goes, my mom wore a similar gown the first time my father laid eyes on her. Of course, she’d come with my uncle Alex and he and my dad weren’t friends or even willing half-brothers at the time. But all that changed, and we are a close-knit family now.
When I’d seen the gown in the boutique, all I could think about was the story of my parents’ first meeting, I couldn’t resist. Somehow my mom had found her happily ever after and here I am doing… I don’t know what.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Lucas so I showed up at the club the other day with nothing but honesty on my mind. I missed him. I can’t say I expected to have sex in his office, but it had been amazing. We have a connection I didn’t expect and for the time we have, I intend to enjoy it.
For tonight, I want to blow his mind with this dress. The slit up my thigh will be a start.
My company is handling this party and I want to help, but Kaylee wants this to be her big event, so when she meets with clients, she can point to this fundraiser as proof of her abilities. I’ve been in charge of big events, so I deferred to her. Besides, my family will be there, and I can spend time with them tonight. If something goes wrong, I’ll be there to step in and help.
The doorbell rings, alerting me that Lucas is here. He’s on my guest list, so the doorman doesn’t need to call up. I pick upmy silver purse, check my makeup in the mirror, draw a deep breath, and walk through my apartment to let him in.
