“Nick, I am so close.”
I hear the soft rustle of fabric and look down to see Nick starting to jack himself off. The way his veined hand moves up and down his hard length has me squeezing down on his fingers.
“You like this?” he whispers against me. “Don’t you know, Bex?”
“Know what?” I sink my fingers in his hair and pull his gaze up to mine.
“Know what you do to me? Fuck, you drive me crazier than any woman ever has.”
“I feel the same way. I need you to make me come.”
“Fuck, yes.”
Nick turns his attention back to my dripping pussy. My brain is a wash of emotions, clogging my thoughts from anything other than this beautiful man’s mouth on me.
But something else registers. Right before Nick pulls me over the edge, a knock sounds.
The fog in my brain resides as I take in the fear in Nick’s eyes.
“Shit!” I gasp, popping up off my desk. “Umm, hide!”
“Where?” he hisses.
I can’t imagine how I look right now. Skirt hiked up to my waist, blouse undone. Hair a mess and cheeks pink.
Nothing to kill a mood like someone about to come into your office.
“Under here.”
I shove Nick under my desk, trying to fan my cheeks. I’m sure they are pink because, fuck me, I was so close to coming.
“Stay quiet and don’t move,” I hiss, hurriedly buttoning up my shirt. “Come in.”
My voice sounds normal to my ears, or maybe that’s wishful thinking.
The chair I’m sitting in moves ever so slightly and it’s then I feel Nick’s warm mouth on my inner thigh.
What in the hell is he doing?
“Sorry to bother you during lunch, Bex,” Anna starts, “but a few notices came out from the league that need your review.”
Anna stands in front of my desk, passing them over as Nick’s lips move farther north, pushing my skirt up.
“Mm-hmm.”
It’s all I can manage when I feel a finger slide inside of me as I take the stack of papers.
“You have a meeting with Cassie on the books for two to discuss the All-Star weekend and what players were selected and then your weekly meeting with the press at three.”
“Press. Meeting. Got it.”
I’m repeating what she says, all common sense having fled my brain. Instead of hiding like I told him, Nick is whipping my emotions back into a frenzy.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine,” I gasp out as Nick bites on my thigh again. Oh God.
This man is driving me absolutely insane right now.
