“Good girl. So dedicated. Such a work ethic.” His hands roam under the baggy sweatshirt, slide up my sides and over to my breasts. “Have I told you lately how much I love the metal right here?”
“Once or twice.” Jesus, my panties are already soaked, and my fingers tremble as I try to focus on the task at hand. Gideon flicks one nipple, and I gasp. “Shit, I can’t work like this.”
“You’d better.” He lifts the sweatshirt all the way off and lets it fall aside, then works my sports bra off, and goose bumps pebble up from the cool air. “Be a good girl and keep working for me, Rebel. If you stop, you don’t get to come.”
His teeth graze the ball of my shoulder as his hands drift down my stomach and into the waistband of my leggings, working down until he’s cupping my pussy, and when he finds how wet I am, we both groan.
“Look at how wet you are, baby. Goddamn, you make me insane. What do you need?”
“You.”
“More specific.”
I swallow thickly, my hips circling with every movement of his fingers. “I need you inside me so bad I ache with it.”
“Mm, I like that.” He bites the side of my neck, making me whimper. “I fucking like that a lot. I want you aching for me all the damn time. Did you wake up like this?”
“No.”
“What turned you on? What made this pretty pussy so fucking wet for me?”
“Just . . .you.”
His fingers move between my lips, then back up to swirl around my clit, and I lean back into his touch, abandoning the keyboard altogether.
“You stopped working,” he growls against my ear as he pulls his hand out of my leggings, making me gasp in outrage as he licks his fingers clean. “I told you what would happen.”
“Gideon.”
“Don’t forget who’s in charge here, Rebel.” He bites my earlobe and then pushes me forward until I’m standing and bent over his desk. “I think I’ll edge you for a little while, just to remind you who the boss is.”
“Fuck.”
“Oh, we will. Don’t worry about that.” He grips onto the sides of my leggings and yanks them down and off, and I’m bent over his desk completely naked. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
His hand glides up over my spine from my ass to my neck, and I curl into his touch like a cat. I never get enough of his hands on me. After I’ve gone without touch and affection for so long, being with Gideon every day is absolutebliss.
“You’re so good at that.” My voice is breathy and quiet, and I feel him grin against the small of my back before he bites my ass cheek, making me squirm.
“You have the softest skin,” he says. “Like velvet.”
“It’s all in the lotion you use.”
He smacks my ass, and I gasp before chuckling.
“Keep running your perfect little mouth, Rebel, and see what it gets you.”
“Hopefully more of that.”
He swats me again and then rubs his hand over it, soothing the sting. “I love your sass.” His fingers trace the crack of my ass and down over that puckered muscle on their way through my sopping pussy.
He comes back up again without touching my clit, which has my legs scissoring back and forth.
“Are you all worked up, baby?”
“You know I am.”
“Good.” He bites my butt cheek before kissing it and then leaves wet kisses up my spine to my neck, and he wraps a hand around my throat, pulls me upright, and kisses my lips. His tongue licks into my mouth, and he grinds his hardness against my backside, but he’s still fully dressed.
