Jase ground his pelvis into hers to stop her movements.
“Be still,” he ordered her. “You’re lucky I don’t bend you over my desk while I spank your pretty ass for bailing on me.”
“Like hell.” She continued to struggle, but her mind and body betrayed her. The image he put in her head ramped up her slow-burning arousal to Mach speed. Her legs spasmed and he pressed their bodies impossibly closer. She gave in and, rather than let her legs dangle uselessly, wrapped them around his hips.
“Yeah?” Jase breathed against her neck while he rocked his hips into hers. “You like that idea? I would have done that to you Saturday morning. Spanked your ass pink then kissed every silky inch of your body. But you left. Without leaving your number. Why’d you leave, Bree?”
Jase’s words turned her blood into molten lava in her veins. Bree arched her neck back, giving him room to drag his teeth up the sensitive column of her neck. She was senseless to everything except the orgasm that had been building for close to a week from dreaming of him. And he wanted her to think? Now?
Jase stopped moving his hips and used the hand in her hair to force Bree to look at him, his gaze intense and demanding.
“Answer me, Bree.”
“I don’t do that. I don’t go home with guys. It was awkward.”
Jase started moving his hips again, rubbing the seam of his jeans against her sweet spot, continuing to build the friction. “Does this feel awkward?” he asked in a low voice.
“No,” Bree whispered on an exhale, doing her best to ride his hips.
“Are you going to come for me Bree?” he whispered against her lips.
She felt like a horny teenager, dry humping on her parents’ couch. Except she was pinned to a wall and her legs were wrapped around Jase’s trim waist. Yes, she was going to come.
Jase engulfed her mouth. His tongue invaded and she groaned as her orgasm exploded through her.Finally.Her legs spasmed around his waist and her hips surged against his. The kiss – deep, claiming – continued for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a minute before Jase pulled back enough to look into her eyes.
Before he could say anything, a buzzer sounded on his desk and Carol’s voice came over the intercom in a staged whisper. “Jason Larken, I don’t know what you’re doing to that poor girl, and I don’t want to know, but you quit it right this instant and get your hiney out here ‘cause your four-thirty appointment is here.”
Bree pressed her lips together to suppress her laughter at six-foot-four Jase being scolded by little bitty Carol.
“It’s not funny.”
Bree smiled. “It kind of is.”
“We’re not done with this conversation,” Jase said.
“We didn’t actually have a conversation. You just threatened to spank me and made me come.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “Did you get my meaning?”
She narrowed her eyes, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of an answer.
He smirked. “We had a conversation.”
Bree rolled her eyes and started wiggling in earnest, trying to get down. “Let me down, Captain Caveman.”
His smirk turned into a grin and he stepped back from the wall. “I’m letting you down only because I don’t have time to bend you over my desk.”
He released her legs, keeping her pressed close to him as her feet finally touched the ground.
She couldn’t believe he had just dry humped her in his office and now he acted like he did her a favor by letting her down. Bree glared at him, causing him to smile even wider. He bent to kiss her, but she turned her head to the side in irritation. She wasn’t going to give in again. He scraped his teeth along her neck where his mouth landed. Bree grabbed the backs of his biceps and tilted her head to give him more access. Damn her traitorous body.
“Yeah, you got me,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
Bree growled and turned to leave.Conceited ass.Why did it have to be so sexy?
Jase grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled her against him. “Wait for me to get done with my meeting. Don’t even think about taking off again.”
Bree tilted her chin up slightly at his warning.
