Chapter 41
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
“My brother’s cool with us being together, but if he walks in on us having sex on my desk, he still might kill you.”
Asher bunched her skirt up to her hips and tugged her panties down to her ankles.
“I’d say it’s worth the risk.” He kissed the inside of her thighs and pressed two fingers inside of her, noticing her legs slightly trembling as she stood in her black heels, her lower back to the desk.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about you and me in your office? ”
“You promised never to think about me naked—remember?”
“I lied.” He rose to his feet and cupped her ass cheeks before placing her atop her desk. He dipped into his pocket and produced a condom from his jeans. “I hate these things, but since we’re in your office, and we’ll be in a hurry—”
“Yes. Please, hurry.”
He grinned. “Well, now . . . I feel like slowing down.” He set the foil pack on the desk. His fists bore down on each side of her, and he arched a brow and brought his mouth near hers.
“Mm, if you don’t get inside of me right now, I’m going to fire you.”
“Under one condition.”
“What?” she growled out.
“Tell me, the cherries—do you really love them that much, or were you fucking with me for months?”
“Like you’re any better,” she said with a laugh. “Every time you sunk your teeth into a peach over the last three years with your eyes pinned to mine—where do you think I got the idea of such torture?”
“Good point.” He slipped a hand over her black silk blouse and popped the top buttons. He unsnapped her bra, freeing her tits, and his cock grew even heavier and thicker in his jeans.
He glanced at the locked door before focusing back on the woman he loved, ready to devour every inch of her.
“We really do have to hurry. Harper’s going to be here soon to meet the team. I prefer to keep you and all your sexiness to myself, and so—” He kissed away her words and snatched the condom.
She reached between their bodies and worked at his jeans to free his shaft. “I want you to give it to me hard. Okay?”
“Got a pillow to muffle your screams?” The memory of their first time at the barracks blew to his mind as he sheathed himself.
“Your thumb will do,” she said, and he followed orders.
He buried himself deep inside of her a moment later, and her back arched—her hands bearing down on the desk on each side of her.
She squeezed her tight pussy around him, offering even more resistance, and she bit down on his thumb as he moved in and out of her, watching her nipples harden, and her tits shake as he thrust harder and faster.
She shifted, rotating her hips as they moved together.
Moaning so loud she nearly let go of his thumb in her mouth, she tipped her head back, her eyes on the ceiling as she came.
“Jessica,” he said under his breath as the blood rushed south, and his balls tightened almost painfully before he exploded inside of her.
“Yes,” she murmured. “You were right. The risk was worth it.” She stared at him, her eyes hazy. “We might need to do this again after lunch.”
He smiled as he helped her to her feet and then removed the condom.
“Hey, you guys decent?” Liam asked from the other side of the door.
He rolled his eyes. “Naked. One second.”
She slapped his chest, and he grinned as he reached out and palmed her breast. “I don’t feel like working right now.”
“We’ve been back for three weeks and haven’t gone on a single op. Don’t jinx us.” Her teeth sank into her lip as he pinched her nipple. “Are we still on for dinner with your family tonight at your sister’s restaurant?”
“Yeah, if you think you can handle it.”
She smiled. “Of course I can.” She casually rested her arms over his shoulders and wet her lips. “You’ve been a great brother since you’ve been home,” she noted, her tone a touch more serious. “You know that, right?”
He tilted his head to the side. “Well, I have a lot of time to make up for.”
“Hey, you guys done in there?” It was Knox this time.
Asher shook his head and zipped up his pants.
“Does everyone know what we were just doing?” She pulled her skirt down and started to work at her blouse buttons. “I thought I was pretty quiet.”
“They can probably smell the sex,” he said with a laugh.
“The guys are going to enjoy screwing with us for a while.” She smirked.
He wrapped a hand around her hip and tugged her back against him, greedy for more of her.
He wanted to be close to her every chance he could get.
They also had lost time to make up for. “Probably.” He raised a fist beneath her chin.
“But according to Liam, we’ve been driving them nuts for years with all of our, uh, tension . . .”
“So we owe them a few jabs?”
“Something like that.”
“Harper here yet?” Jessica called out.
“Not yet,” Knox said.
“Then why are you banging on the door?” She lightly chuckled.
“Because Luke called,” Knox answered.
“I thought Luke was in his office.” Asher went to the door, peeked at Jessica from over his shoulder to make sure she was dressed, and then unlocked and opened it.
Knox crossed his arms. “He left an hour ago.”
Jessica moved to stand next to Asher. “Something wrong?”
“We’re needed on an op. We roll out in two hours.”
Jessica pivoted to face Asher and slapped him on the arm. “See, you jinxed us.”
Asher surrendered his palms apologetically and tossed in a smile for good measure before he shifted his gaze back to Knox. “I guess Harper will start working straight away. Where’re we headed?”
Knox fingered the collar of his shirt and glanced between the two of them. “Vegas.” He cleared his throat. “And he said we’ll need tuxes.” Knox smiled. “You’ll need a dress. Something that won’t draw the attention of every guy with a pulse.” He rubbed his palms together. “Vegas and all.”
“What aren’t you telling us?” Jessica asked, but Knox turned away. “Knox? Knox!”
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Asher gathered her into his arms once he was out of sight.
“What?”
“We have two more hours.”
“Harper will still be here soon.”
He smiled. “Yeah, well, I’m sure one of these guys will rudely interrupt once she gets here. So, in the meantime . . .” He gently kissed her, and when her mouth slanted and her lips parted, he lost control and pulled her back into the office.
“Back at the desk,” he said, his voice rough, once the door was shut and locked.
“Is that an order?” She fought a smile. “I thought I was the boss.”
He grinned. “A team, remember?”