Chapter 48 #3
He strides away before I can ask him anything else, and I frown.
That was weird—really, really weird. I don’t really understand what’s going on.
He didn’t know anything about working tonight or this weekend.
Nor about a case that seemed like it needed immediate action.
And I knew Liam Gallagher, maybe not personally, but I knew he was a client who was on top of everything.
So, something odd was happening here. I bite down on my lower lip and open my email to see if I can find any trace of a case that needs urgent attention.
“Hey, Juniper, can I speak to you a second?” Remington strides towards his office.
I look up into his dark brown eyes. He's wearing a gray suit and a crisp white shirt.
There's a thin line on his face, and he looks like he's pissed about something.
My heart thuds as I see his handsome face.
Why do I always have this reaction to him?
“Sure, is everything okay?”
“We’ll talk in my office,” he says and strides past me.
I stand up slowly and follow behind him. I have no idea what is going on. But suddenly, I’m nervous. What have I done wrong now?
“Close the door,” he says as he crosses his arms and stares at me.
I close the door softly and stand there, waiting for him to tell me what’s going on.
I stare at his shirt and the muscles underneath.
Then I look at his tanned hands, so strong and big.
My eyes fly back to his face, and he’s staring at me intently.
There’s a fire in his eyes as he leans back against his desk.
“Remington?” I ask as he takes a step toward me. I watch as he undoes his belt and pulls it out of his pants. My jaw drops as he steps toward me. “Remington?” I lick my lips nervously.
“You were questioning Liam about tonight? And complaining?”
“No.” I frown as he grabs me around the waist and pulls me to him. “Not at all.”
“Are you sure?” he whispers in my ear, and I shiver slightly.
“If I say no, are you going to spank me?” I turn to stare into his eyes and press my hands against his chest. “Are you going to put me over your lap and spank me?”
“Why would you think that?” he asks innocently, his eyes sparkling, teasing me. He thinks he’s in control here, and I want to put him in his place.
“Because you took off your belt.” I step back and undo the top button of my shirt, watching as his eyes widen. Then I shift my skirt up and head to his desk. I bend forward, look back over my shoulder, and motion to him. “I’m waiting,” I say breathlessly.
He stares at me in shock, then heads over to me. He comes up behind me, and I can feel my heart racing. I place my head forward and wait. I feel his hand on my ass, rubbing softly.
“That didn’t even hurt,” I say softly, and he grunts.
I feel him pulling my skirt all the way up.
The cool air brushes past my legs and ass.
My entire body is trembling, and I wonder what he’s thinking.
I’m wearing a black thong, and I know he can see most of my ass cheeks.
I feel his thumb run down my crack, and he lightly slaps my ass.
I let out a low moan and grip the table. I cannot believe this is happening.
“Is that all you got?” I tease him, looking back again.
He smirks and taps my ass a little harder.
It stings, but it doesn’t hurt. Then I feel his hands rubbing up and down and suddenly, they are between my legs, and he’s rubbing my clit.
I gasp as my panties grow wet. He slips a finger inside and rubs for a second before he mumbles something under his breath and pulls them back.
He grabs my hips and pulls me back quickly, and I feel him push up behind me, his huge bulge rubbing against me.
I gasp at the feel of his hardness. All he would have to do is unzip and thrust and that would be it.
I close my eyes and wait. Suddenly, he pulls back and pulls me back up, off the desk.
“We shouldn’t do this.” He brushes my lips with his thumb as I pull my skirt down. “Get back to work. It’s going to be a long night.”
I just stare at him in confusion, not really sure what’s going on. And then he grins and sniffs his fingers before licking them.
“I’m a dirty man, Juniper. Don’t offer what you’re not willing to give,” he whispers in my ear, and I press my body against his.
“Don’t tease if you’re not willing to play,” I whisper against his lips.
“And don’t assume that just because you sniff, you can eat.
” I lick my lips slowly. “Maybe all you’ll ever get is a crumb...
Maybe this entrée will never be available to you.
” We stare at each other for a few moments, and I think I’ve won, until I feel his hand creeping up my shirt, slipping under my bra and playing with my breast. My heart races as I stand there, and then he slips his hand further down, past my skirt, inside my panties, and he rubs.
I hold on to his arms tightly, moaning slightly as he plays with me.
He grins as my breathing grows faster, and my body starts trembling.
He withdraws his fingers and sucks on them before returning to his desk.
“I can have a four-course meal if I want, Juniper. I think we both know that.” He turns on his laptop and looks at his watch.
“Now, back to work. We have a lot to do.”
I don’t say anything as I walk back to my desk, my panties soaked. I’m not sure what just happened, but I know that my insides feel like they are going to explode.