He pushes me back an inch until my scalp touches the wall, then drags his grip down my throat, past my scarf, his eyes following every movement. When his hand dips lower, barely skimming the curve of my breasts and lingering just below my belly button, goose bumps erupt from the pit of my stomach to my core.
A faint “Tick tock” sounds behind him.
For a moment, Adam doesn’t move.
Turmoil flares behind his eyes. A tendon in his neck bulges. And his gaze drifts back up to mine. It darkens when he catches me staring so intently at him.
Blood rushes through me like a giant wave.
“I don’t want you.” The broken whisper spills from my lips in one last, useless plea, and it’s the same moment I spread my legs further, inviting him in.
His shoulders tighten beneath my grip. I watch as he grinds his jaw back and forth. What I would give to see inside his mind right now, to sense his next move. But for a few painful seconds, he gives me nothing but an icy gaze.
Then his strong hand is beneath my G-string, and an electric heat stirs to life right on my clit.
Oh, god.
My forehead drops to his shoulder as pleasure rolls through me, but his free hand clutches my hair and forces my eyes back to his.
“I said,” he rasps, his long fingers sliding all the way inside me, “look at me.”
And so I do. With every agonizingly slow pump, every teasing dip, every delicious rub of his thumb on my clit, I look at him. Adam Matthews. My lips part, and I let my pants fill the small gap between our mouths. His eyes go a shade darker, his own breaths shortening as he expertly works his fingers faster, harder.
Fuck.
It feels good. Ripples of pleasure shock me with each slick movement, and I’m already so close. I can taste it in the air between our bodies—my wetness, his heat, our breath.
“Thirty seconds.” My broken moans drown out Raife’s voice.
I grind against Adam’s fingers, chasing it, but the strong grip on my hair slips to my ass, stilling me. I narrow my eyes and growl, and I swear I see his lips twitch. Keeping my hips locked, unmoving, between the wall and his body, he wraps my legs around him so I’m completely opened up, then drives his fingers all the way inside.
I gasp, my jaw falling open, and my skin flushes as hot tingles erupt inside my core. “Oh, god ...”
He works his hand harder, chasing something I didn’t even know was there, and my insides tighten as an orgasm rips through me so violently my entire body shakes. Pleasure surges up my core then ripples between my thighs, leaving me breathless as it goes on and on. I bite down on my lip as the last moan bubbles up my throat, and my legs clench around him.
“Five seconds.”
A final spasm spreads from my inner thighs to my toes. My eyes are closed, my muscles mush, as Adam slides me down his hard body.
He keeps me upright with one strong arm, and I watch in a daze as he glances over his shoulder at Raife.
Raife shrugs and reaches for the papers at the end of his desk.
“I’ll have it done by the end of the night.”
