He swallows it with his mouth, though I’m past the point of caring who hears. He thrusts his hips up, hitting that spot that has my legs trembling as I try to hang on.
It’s fast and so good as he pushes inside me, my body climbing higher with every thrust.
“Cum for me, sweetheart,” he rumbles against my mouth. “I want to hear you. I want to feel you.”
I have no idea why he asks this, but my body heeds his demand, an orgasm ripping through me as he swallows my moans. He breaks too, his hips jerking as he cums.
He slumps against me, his forehead falling against mine as our panting breaths mingle.
Everyone is acting strangely today, and no one is explaining why. “Rush?”
“In twenty minutes, we’ve got a meeting with several of the city inspectors. Every man in that room will know who you belong to and where they should keep their eyes.”
Relief makes me smile up at him, my body sinking even deeper into his arms. “Is this about your visitor?” I’m only now realizing I never caught his name.
The way Rush rumbles tells me that I’m right. It is about the man with the snake tattoo.
I wrinkle my nose. Rush should not be worried about him. “I don’t mean to give away too much of my hand, but that man was not the least bit interesting.”
He cups my jaw, kissing my mouth as he slowly eases back. “Why is that?”
“He isn’t you.” I feel the heat climb up my cheeks, but Rush gives me a one-sided sexy smile that makes my toes curl in my stilettos.
He leans back in, stroking my face. “You are the woman for me, Gigi.”
My entire body flushes. I want that so much, it makes me ache.
He pulls out of me, leaving me empty, as I shift my underwear back over and grab my skirt to pull it back on.
I nip at my lip as I wonder how loud we just were and who in the office has realized that I’m sleeping with the boss.
I zip my skirt, only to realize that the hook and eye is now broken. I’ll have to fix it tonight. I’ve only got two skirts.
Rush straightens his clothes, and then grabs my chin, kissing me before his leans back, still holding my face. “You’ve gone quiet.”
I sigh, a small sound, as I look away. “Think everyone knows what we just did?”
“I hope so,” he answers, a brow cocking. “The rest of the office will cut you a wide path if they do.”
It has a certain logic, but I’m not sure how the other assistants are going to respond.
I’ll worry about that after tonight though…
I probably should have told him all of the truth before I allowed him to loudly screw me against his office door.
My ability to make a situation worse is miraculous.
I clear my throat, smoothing my blouse, before I step into his bathroom to check my hair.
This time, he follows.
I turn to look at him, my brows lifting.
“I told you me being in the bathroom with you was part of the deal, just like I told you I want my cum running down your thighs.”
My lips part, as my brows lift, but I don’t argue as I turn toward the mirror, fixing my hair. When I’m done, I meet his gaze in the mirror. “Am I allowed to go to the bathroom?”
He steps up behind me, his hands coming to my hips as his nose burrows into my neck. “If you must.”
