chapter twenty-one Past All That #2
deep inside me. I gasp against her mouth at the sensation, my body clenching around her. Lex’s lips hover close to mine, as
if she wants to breathe in every little gasp and sigh I make. Her gaze is fixed on mine, taking in every flutter of my eyelids
as she strokes me, the pulse of my heartbeat in my throat as she curls her fingers, the crinkle of my brow as she presses
against where I need her most.
My body flutters and quickens around her fingers, so needy for her touch, so turned on by the novelty and naughtiness of doing
something so inherently bad as fooling around at work, that it won’t take much at all for me to find release. I just hope I can come quietly, as she’s
asked. With Lex, everything is so new, so different, so incredible, that I have no idea what to expect.
Lex withdraws her fingers, and I whimper at the sudden loss of pressure.
Then, eyes wide, I watch as she draws them into her mouth and sucks them.
Lex’s eyes close as she savours me, like I’m the best thing she’s ever tasted.
Before I can register how fucking hot that was, Lex is kneeling on the floor behind my desk, pushing my thighs apart and drawing my pencil skirt up so that she’s face to face with my pussy, all damp and hot from her touch.
She looks up at me, so goddamn pretty as she kneels at my feet, her eyes shining with a dare.
She keeps watching me as she kisses from my knee, up the inside of my thigh, and then finally, to the centre of my panties.
I suck in a sharp breath, her mouth so hot and wet, almost overwhelmingly taunting. I don’t know how much more teasing I can
take. Lex pulls my panties to the side with her fingers, baring me for her, and groans low and quiet in her throat.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” she says, more to herself than to me.
My heart hammers in my chest as she regards me, her fingertips grazing along my most sensitive, secret place, taking her sweet
time to appreciate everything about me.
Then, she closes the gap between us. Her tongue is hot and slick and wet, and right where I need it. She skillfully slides
around my centre, sucks my clit into her mouth, and then thrusts her tongue inside me, again and again and again, and each
completion of the circuit winds me up tighter and tighter and tighter. But I need more.
“Please, Lex, I—”
The door swings open and I startle, sitting up straight and pressing Lex down so she’s hidden behind the desk.
Ebele’s hand is on the doorknob and she’s speaking to someone just outside my office in a clipped tone.
Lex shifts beneath the desk, stuck between my thighs, her nose pressing against my centre, and I hold her there. I lean my
elbows on the desk and clasp my hands to hide Lex from view.
Finally, Ebele looks toward me. “Aubrey, are you busy?”
I manage to shake my head. “No, just, uh . . . finishing a task.”
Her eyes narrow, suspicious. “You look flushed.”
“I just came—” I gulp. “Came in from lunch! Took the stairs.”
Ebele regards me solemnly for another long, incredibly tense moment. “Boardroom. Five minutes.”
I nod quickly. “Yes. I’ll be there.”
Ebele turns to leave and I nearly collapse from relief, opening my thighs an inch to give Lex room to breathe, but Ebele turns
quickly back. “And, Aubrey?”
I slam my thighs together, locking Lex back in place. “Yes?” I squeak.
“Bring everything you’ve been working on. It’s all hands on deck.”
I nod again. “You got it, captain.”
Ebele’s eyes narrow. When the hell have I ever called her that? She blinks a few times, shakes her head, and then leaves, shutting the door behind her.
A tense exhale whooshes out of me as I slide my chair back, freeing Lex. I look down at her, tucked beneath my desk, mouth
red and lips slightly swollen from her salacious activities. “So much for nobody ever coming into your office.” She smirks.
A relieved laugh bubbles up. “That was close.”
After letting Lex stand and righting my clothes, I press her against the office wall and seal my lips against hers in a long,
languid kiss, tasting myself on her tongue. “We’ll be picking that back up where we left off.”
Lex’s fingertips dig into my hips as she tugs me against herself. “I wish we could FaceTime tonight, get out some toys, have
some fun,” she muses, kissing me again, “but Gabe and I share a room.”
I bite my lip. “Lunch, tomorrow? We can fool around in your car?”
She nods against me. “Creative. I like it.”
After giving Lex instructions on waiting ten minutes before sneaking out while we’re all in the boardroom at the other end
of the hall, I poke my head out to see if the coast is clear. Lex gives me a smart smack on the ass, and I turn to reprimand
her, unable to hide the grin on my face.
After shutting my door behind me I take a moment to catch my breath, right my skirt, and wipe at my plump, just-kissed lips.
Every moment with Lex is better than the last—even though things took a drastic turn at the end. Being interrupted as I’m
moments away from climaxing, and from my boss no less?
That was . . .
Weird. But not awkward. Nope. Not even a little bit. I’m past all that.