Chapter 27
INA
Iwas supposed to be reviewing Dane’s schedule for next week. Instead, I was staring at the Bluetooth-enabled toothbrush sitting on my desk, my face burning every time I thought about what it meant.
It’s to keep at my place.
Dane had bought me a toothbrush. For his apartment. It certainly felt fast, but it was just a toothbrush. It wasn’t like he was giving me a key or clearing out a drawer for me. A toothbrush was practical. Necessary.
A message popped up on my Slack channel. It was from Dane.
Dane: Bring the Henderson file into my office please.
I blinked at the message. And then to make sure I wasn’t losing my mind, I did a quick search and came up empty.
Me: There’s no Henderson file.
Dane: I know.
Oh.
Oh.
My mouth went dry and my panties dampened. I glanced around the office. Everyone was caught up in their own work. And it wouldn’t be unusual for me to go to Dane’s office.
Hello, I was his secretary. Assistant. Whatever.
I stood up, smoothed down my blouse, and walked as casually as I could to his office. The door had been shut while he handled some calls.
I knocked softly, making sure I delivered the performance of a lifetime for anyone that might be watching. The door opened immediately.
Dane pulled me inside, shut the door behind me, and locked it again in one smooth motion.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi, yourself. Very subtle.”
“I panicked. I couldn’t think of a real excuse.”
His body pushed mine against the door. His suit jacket was off and he had removed his tie. The top couple of shirt buttons were undone. He only did that when he was alone in his office. Otherwise, he always looked very put together.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he whispered with his teeth grazing my earlobe.
“We saw each other this morning. And at lunch. And approximately six times in between.”
“I know. It’s not enough.” His hand came up to cup my cheek. “Is this insane? This feels insane.”
“Completely insane.” I leaned into his touch. “We’re at work. Anyone could walk by. This is the worst possible time and place for whatever you have on your mind.”
He kissed me, cutting off whatever objection I was about to make. And just like that, all my very good reasons for not doing this evaporated.
“We shouldn’t,” I gasped, even as my hands were already jerking his shirt from where it was still tucked in.
“Probably not.” His fingers went to work on the tiny buttons on my blouse.
“Someone could hear.”
“Then you’ll have to be quiet.” His hands pushed open my blouse, revealing the lacy black bra I wore. “Can you do that?”
“That depends on what you’re planning to do.”
He pulled back to look at me. The heat in his eyes made my knees weak. “You’re about to find out.”
His hands attacked my belt and then undid the button and zipper of my slacks.
“Someone’s impatient,” I managed between kisses, going for his pants with the same intensity.
“I’ve been thinking about this since you left my apartment this morning.” His hand slipped into my panties.
Sounds from the hallway made us both freeze. Footsteps. Voices.
We stood there, barely breathing, my blouse undone and Dane’s fingertip pressing lightly on my throbbing clit.
The footsteps continued on, the voices fading.
“We’re going to get caught,” I whispered.
“I can be quick.” He kissed me again, deeper this time. “And quiet.”
“I’m not making any promises about quiet. And don’t be too quick.”
His mouth covered mine as his fingers parted my lips eagerly. They found exactly the right pressure and rhythm. I had to bite my lip to keep from making sounds that would definitely carry into the hallway. My hands gripped his shoulders for support. His mouth swallowed every whimper and moan.
“Beautiful,” he murmured against my ear. “You’re so beautiful like this.”
A second later, the orgasm hit. His mouth was back on mine, swallowing my cries of pleasure.
He pulled back. “Don’t move. Stay just like this.”
I looked at him through a daze. He walked to his desk, jerked open a drawer, and pulled out a condom. I realized then my pants had fallen to my ankles.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
I swallowed and did as he asked. In the back of my mind, I thought about suggesting we go into his private bathroom to try and limit the risk. I didn’t say it because the danger heightened the pleasure.
He moved behind me, his hand sliding over my ass and gently squeezing. “You have to be very quiet. Can you do that?”
“I’m about to get really loud if you make me wait any longer,” I said, not caring how needy I sounded.
His knuckles brushed against my bare cheeks as he guided his cock to my entrance. I held my breath, waiting for the moment I was so desperate for. He moved slowly at first, controlled, but I could feel the tension in his body, the effort it was taking to maintain that control.
“More. I won’t break.”
Something snapped in him. He gave me what I asked for. Harder, deeper, faster. I realized I was making noise when his hand slid up to cover my mouth. His face buried itself into my neck and his other hand gripped my hip.
“So good,” he murmured, his voice rough. “You feel so good but you need to hide those sweet sounds you make when I fuck you.”
His filthy words made me groan, and I bit my lower lip to muffle it. I couldn’t believe I was on the verge of another orgasm. I was completely pinned to the door by his large body. His hand over my mouth added another danger element that had my whole body trembling.
I could feel every inch of him, the thickness stretching me in a way that made my eyes roll back. His breath was hot against my ear, sending shivers down my spine despite the heat building between us.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a gravelly tone that made my toes curl. “Take all of me. You’re doing so good, baby.”
I whimpered against his palm, my body trembling with the effort of staying quiet. Every thrust sent sparks through me, building and building until I thought I might combust.
“You feel that?” His hips rolled in a particularly deep thrust that had me seeing stars. “Feel how hard you make me? How crazy I am for your body?”
God, his dirty talk was going to be the death of me. I’d never been with someone who could reduce me to a quivering mess with just words, but Dane had that talent in spades.
He slowed his pace deliberately, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in with agonizing slowness. I tried to push back against him, desperate for more, but his hand on my hip held me still.
“Patience,” he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “You said not to make it too quick. I’m just doing what you asked of me.”
I was going to kill him. Actually murder him for teasing me like this when we were on borrowed time and anyone could knock on that door at any moment.
I bit down on his palm, barely coherent. He growled and his other hand tightened on my hip, fingers digging into my flesh in a way that would probably leave beautiful bruises. I kind of liked the idea of him marking me like I was his.
“Just a little more,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Dane seemed to love having me completely at his mercy while we were thirty feet away from our colleagues. His pace increased, each thrust hitting a spot inside me that made my knees buckle. His hand stayed firmly over my mouth, trying to avoid my teeth while catching the moans I couldn’t suppress.
“That’s it,” he breathed against my neck. “Come for me. Let me feel it.”
The orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, my body clenching around him as pleasure exploded through every nerve ending. I bit down on his palm again to keep from screaming, my entire body shaking with the force of it.
Dane followed seconds later, his body going rigid behind me as he buried himself deep. He bit down lightly on my shoulder to quiet the groan that came out of him. It vibrated through my soul.
We stood there for a moment, both of us breathing hard, bodies still joined together. His hand slowly moved away from my mouth, trailing down to rest on my shoulder.
“Holy shit,” I whispered.
He chuckled and stepped back. I immediately missed his body against mine. I slowly turned, still leaning against the door for support.
I felt wrecked. Destroyed.
My eyes went to the clock. I had been in his office less than ten minutes, had two orgasms, and was ready for a shower and a nap.
“I have no excuse,” Dane said with a cocky smile.
“I’m not asking for one. But we probably shouldn’t make a habit of this.”
He walked into the bathroom, leaving me plastered against the door.
I slowly righted my thong that had been pushed to the side, then bent down and slid my pants back up.
“I’m not making any promises,” Dane said walking out of the bathroom.
I walked by him and took my turn to clean up and try to make myself look normal. Not like a woman who had been thoroughly ravished.
When I returned to the office, he was putting on his tie. It was only a little unfair he could look so well put together while I was barely able to walk.
He grinned at me. It was definitely the look of a man that just got laid.
“Being professional around you is the hardest thing I’ve ever done,” he said.
I stood on my toes to kiss him. “Well, I think you’re the hardest things I’ve ever done.”
That got a surprised smile from him. He ran a hand through his hair, easily putting it all back into place with just one move. “I might be a bad influence on you.”
“What happens if we get caught?” I asked quietly.
“That’s not your concern.”
I shot him a skeptical look. “Of course it’s my concern. If this blows up, I’m the one who looks like a hoebag sleeping with her boss.”
“If this blows up, I’m the one who takes the heat. I’m your boss. I’m the CEO. I’m the one with the power in this dynamic. If anyone tries to make this your fault, they’ll have to go through me first.”
“That’s not how it works. You know that’s not how it works. I’ll get a scarlet letter on my chest and you’ll get high-fives from your drinking buddies.”
His eyes met mine and he shook his head. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you.”
“You better.”
Dane dropped a kiss on my lips and stepped back. “I have that meeting in ten, right?”
We were back in work mode. “Yes.”
With one final adjustment, I opened the door and stepped out. I glanced around and found no one staring at me or stealing furtive glances. No one really heard us? What a relief.
Everyone had their own work to occupy themselves. They didn’t care if I slipped into Dane’s office for fifteen minutes.
I sat down at my desk and pretended I didn’t just get banged like a stubborn nail against the door.
We were absolutely playing with fire. But some things were worth getting burned for. And Dane Kavanagh was definitely worth it.