I caressed the smooth skin of her inner thigh, feeling her shiver under my touch.
“I see you,” I said against her mouth, pulling back enough to meet her eyes. “Every part of you. The analyst who catches patterns nobody else notices and the woman who bakes at midnight. You stood outside my door because you wanted to come in.”
When I stroked my thumb down the wet seam of her panties, she gasped.
“I see all of it,” I said. “And I want all of you. Not stolen moments or the parts we can hide. I want everything.”
“Yes.” The word came out broken.
I eased her panties to the side and slid my thumb through her wetness, finding her clit. Stroking. She whimpered.
“Tell me you want this,” I said.
“I do.” Her voice came out steady. “I want you.”
The touch of my fingers against her bare skin made her arch, her head falling back. I caught her with my other hand, supporting the back of her neck, keeping her steady while I explored.
So damn slick against my fingers. It nearly undid me.
“You feel fantastic,” I said. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
I slid one finger inside her, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. She moaned, rolling her hips to take me deeper.
“More,” she gasped.
I added a second finger, the stretch making her cry out. She gripped my arm, her nails digging in even through my shirt.
“I have you,” I said.
I pumped my fingers inside her while my thumb rode her clit.
“Tolrek—” My name came out desperate.
“Fall apart for me, Haley.”
Her breathing came faster, short gasps that told me she was close. I could feel it in the way her body tightened, the way her thighs trembled against my hips.
“I want you at my apartment tonight,” I said against her ear. “Not just for this. I want to fall asleep with you there and wake up with you in the morning. I want to know what it feels like to have you in my space without having to hide it.”
“Yes.” The word was barely audible.
“I want to cook you dinner. Walk Beau with you.”
“Yes, yes.” She thrust her hips up to meet my hand as I moved faster, driving her closer to the edge.
Her phone buzzed on the desk.
We both froze.
It buzzed again, the vibration loud in the small space.
She reached for it with shaking hands, her body still wrapped around mine, my fingers buried deep inside her.
“My father,” she groaned, her body trembling with need. “He…has a question. He asked me to come to his office.”
The timing would be funny if my cock wasn’t hard enough to hurt.
Haley stared at the screen, her chest heaving.
