“Mm,” I hum against her and grin when I hear the thud of her back hitting the desk, hips rolling, seeking more of that vibration. Oh, how much fun I could have with her. She’s so damn responsive, her body made for mine and everything I can give it.
“Someone’s here,” she whimpers. “Oh fuck.Please.”
I sink two fingers inside of her, reveling in the way she clenches around them, sucking me in and love on her clit, driving her up the peak.
“Hello?” the customer calls again. “I have a collection.”
“I’ll uh,” Sidney’s voice shakes as she shouts to the front of the store, “I’ll be right there.”
“Is everything okay?” The customer asks.
“Noah,” she whispers, “Please.”
I pull away from her. “Then come for me, Sidney.”
She moans loudly when I return my attention to her pussy, thrusting my fingers into her.
“Do you need help?” The customer yells.
“I’m coming!” Sidney calls. “I’ll be right—“
She shatters, her palm slapping over her own mouth as she falls apart on top of the desk, coming all over my fucking tongue. I take it all, savoring her taste, wanting and craving more.
“Ma’am?”
She twitches as she comes down from the high, body going soft and relaxed as her chest heaves. Putting her panties back in place and righting her skirt, I help her sit up, holding onto her when she wobbles a little, her eyes hooded, skin flushed.
“I’m really sorry,” the customer calls again, “I’m on a bit of a time crunch.”
Sidney’s eyes widen, “Shit.” She hops off the desk, smoothing her hands down her outfit, but nothing will erase the evidence of what I just did to her. “You stay here!” She orders as she rushes out to the front of the store.
“I’m so sorry,” she speaks quickly, words tumbling together, but there’s a tremble to her tone, and I smirk, leaning on the desk as I wait for her to finish up. I can’t stay much longer; I have a meeting in twenty minutes that I need to attend.
She finishes up with the customer and waves them goodbye, leaving us alone again.
She wets her mouth before a smile lifts her lips and she shakes her head, “We really shouldn’t be doing this, Noah.”
I match her smile. “Perhaps not. You want to stop?”
Her head shakes lightly, “Not really.”
I turn my wrist and check the time. “I’ve got to run.”
“Wait,” her brows lower, “Do you not need to handle that?” She pointedly looks at my cock where it’s pressing against my zipper hard.
“You can handle it later,” I give her a wink and move past her. “You'd better grab yourself some lunch; I’ve already had mine.”
“Noah!” she barks her laugh, and I leave with that sound ringing inside my head.
I know this thing is temporary, that we will only continue for as long as it takes for me to get her pregnant, but I’m not entirely sure how I’m meant to stop. There was nothing selfless about me offering to do this for her; my intentions were so far from pure I have no doubt they’ve just secured me a one-way ticket to hell.
I walk the short distance back to my office building, taking the elevator up to my level and walk through, passing the cubicles of staff until I can slip into my office.
Lauren, my PA, stands from behind her desk, fiddling with the ends of her long blonde hair. “Mr. Calahan.”
“Is my one-thirty here yet?” I ask her.
“I have them set up in meeting room four,” she tells me quickly. “Can I get you anything? Coffee?”
