He clapped a hand against my clit, then bent his head and bit my nipple. The twin arcs of pain and pleasure ripped through my body, and I came harder than I ever had before.
Dante kissed my collarbone and withdrew. “You want more?”
I nodded, unable to speak around the echoes of my orgasm.
His nostrils flared in a way I was beginning to recognize. “Get on your knees. Finish me off with your mouth like a good girl.”
There it was again. Good girl. I never in my life thought I would like hearing it, but coming from them I fuckinglovedit. I rolled off the desk and dropped to my knees, opening my mouth for him.
He slid across my tongue and into my throat, pushing the thick head past my gag reflex and going further. I choked on him but refused to stop.
My lips wrapped around him, and I tasted us.
A heady combination of satisfaction and greed brought a new wave of pleasure. I lifted my eyes and watched his face, aching all over again at the feel of his fingers in my hair.
He gripped the sides of my head and smiled. “I’m going to come in that pretty mouth. You’re going to swallow every damned drop.”
I moaned my agreement and held onto his hips as he pistoned into my mouth. Faster and harder than I thought possible. His stomach caved in and a muttered string of curses filled the air as he emptied into my mouth. I gulped and swallowed, trying to keep up with the steady flow.
When he finished, he stayed inside my mouth, his thumbs brushing over my cheekbones. “That’s my good girl.”
A flush of joy at pleasing him heated my skin. He backed out of my mouth and helped me to my feet.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and on your way home.” It took a minute for his words to register, and when they did, disappointment crashed in hard and fast.
They were done with me. But this was what we’d agreed on. I reminded myself of that as Dante led me to his ensuite bathroom and they helped me clean up, each touch tender and reassuring.
They even fed me snacks and water and made sure I was feeling okay. It made everything feel right but also confusing because it was ending.
I thought about them all the way home and through the rest of the night. How was I going to face them in the office now that I’d seen them all naked? Now that I’d had them inside me?
I shouldn’t have worried. The next day at work, they were so busy with meetings in their offices that I didn’t even catch a glimpse.
That aching disappointment continued to grow and fester throughout the day so that by the time I stepped into the elevator to go home and almost ran face first into Alexander’s chest, I almost forgot that he was my boss and I was supposed to be okay with our one night being over.
I wasn’t okay with it, but I had no choice. I’d agreed to their terms, so I lifted my chin and put on a smile. “Good afternoon, sir.”
Alexander barely breathed and he certainly didn’t so much as even deign to look at me. Hands in his pockets, he stared straight ahead. “Afternoon, Miss Bloom.”
Miss Bloom? He hadn’t called me that since the day I interviewed and they gave me the job.
The control I’d loved in him last night became today’s adversary. My hands curled into fists, but I forced them to relax before my nails dug into my palms.
The doors opened, and Alexander walked out without a backward glance. He turned toward Dante’s office, giving me a view of his broad shoulders as the doors closed.
I had no reason to follow him. No reason to stop him or ask him any questions. I bit the side of my tongue and reminded myself for the millionth time that I should be grateful for our night together. I should stop being greedy and wanting more.
“Damn it.” The explosion of air that came with my curse stayed trapped in the elevator with me. I had no choice but to go home and suffer through another lonely night.
6
DANTE
My office smelled like Harper. And sex. I’d cleaned up last night, but the scent lingered in my nose, in my head. I’d worked half the day with a semi thanks to the smudged ass print on the front of my desk.
Every time I saw it, I thought of Harper. The sounds she’d made last night, the way she accepted us, hell the way she let me choke her and begged formorewere enough of a turn on to make me hard.
I stood and stretched my arms over my head, twisting my torso on my way to the wall of windows. Night had fallen half an hour ago, and the last of our employees filtered out of the building.
