23. Gavin
Gavin
“Dani, can I see you for a minute?”
Mr. White just left my office and told me what’s going on. I’m sure our legal team will get it all straightened out, but I know my girl, and I’m sure she’s stressing. Hard.
The subpoena might be bullshit, but stress doesn’t care about logic. And Dani feels everything deeply, whether she admits it or not.
She gets up from her desk and meets me at my office doorway. I follow her inside, gesturing towards one of the guest chairs for her to sit.
“I wanted to talk to you about some of the latest numbers we’re seeing,” I say, closing the door behind me.
“Gavin, the numbers are fine. Are we really on this again—”
I cut her off with my lips on hers.
She freezes for half a second before melting into it. Our mouths move together, familiar and heated. That quiet kind of desperate that tells me she needs this more than she realizes. I tease her with my tongue, letting it linger just long enough before pulling back because if I don’t, I won’t stop.
And God help me, I need to be the one with restraint right now.
“You really think I brought you in here to talk about work?” I murmur, still close enough to feel her breath hitch. “I needed you.” My hands slide up her arms. “To touch you.”
I kiss her neck in the spot I know drives her crazy. She throws her head back, giving me more room. Her body responding before her mind can catch up.
My head goes fuzzy knowing I can do this to her. I trail my mouth up to her ear, nipping her lobe. She lets out a soft giggle that goes straight to my cock.
“Shhh,” I whisper, half teasing. “You don’t want us getting caught in here, do you?”
“If you keep doing that,” she whispers back, “I can’t promise I’ll stay quiet.”
That’s exactly the problem.
I pull away before I lose what little control I have left and move around to my chair. The moment I create distance, I see it. The way her expression drops, disappointment flickering across her face. It hits harder than it should.
“I didn’t say we had to stop.” She pouts.
“As adorable as you are, we can’t risk someone hearing you in here. I’ll make it up to you later.” I wink.
She huffs, but there’s a smile fighting through. “True. It’s not like you can keep quiet either.”
I raise an eyebrow, amused, because she’s not wrong. And because no matter how hard I try to keep things professional when we’re at work, she still gets under my skin in ways no one else ever has.
Dani stands, stepping into my space and tilts her head, eyes dark.
“You think it’s that easy?” she asks.
Before I can answer, she swings a leg over my lap and settles on top of me, close enough I can feel her warmth through our clothes. My breath stutters as her hands brace on my shoulders.
“Ms. Russell.” I grin. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
Her smile turns wicked.
She drags her hand down my chest, fingers tracing every muscle. When her palm finally closes around my hard cock, she gives it a firm squeeze, and my entire body jolts.
Oh. Fuck.
She leans in, lips brushing my ear. “Is it really seduction,” she whispers, “if you’re already this turned on?”
Her arms slide around my neck, holding my gaze with hers.
“I want to make a deal with you,” she says.
I swallow hard, my hands gripping the arms of the chair.
“A deal.” I chuckle, low and rough. “That sounds dangerous.”
Her smile grows. “That’s kind of the point.”
Right now, I will give her anything she fucking wants. “What are you thinking?”
“I bet you can’t stay quiet while we fool around in here.” She leans closer, voice dropping. “If I’m right, you binge-watch the cheesiest thing I can find on Netflix with me this weekend. No complaining.”
“And if you’re wrong?”
Her eyes flicker with promise. “Then we do that thing you’ve been asking for in bed.”
“Deal.” The word flies out of me way too fast, giving away just how badly I want this.
Her laugh is the greatest sound in the world.
“I hate to break it to you though, sweetheart,” I add. “As amazing as our make-out sessions are, I think I’ll be able to keep it quiet.”
She tilts her head, smirking. “Who said anything about kissing your lips?”
Before I can respond, she’s unbuttoning my vest and shirt, fingers and tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path down my neck and chest. Each touch like she’s testing my limits. My breath goes uneven.
Then she slides off my lap and the air shifts.
She’s on her knees, settled between my legs. Every nerve in my body lights up. She looks up at me through her lashes, green eyes impossibly bright, and I swear I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
Dani pulls down the fly of my pants and frees my cock from my boxer briefs, giving it a few firm yet gentle pulls from the base to the tip. Once there’s no denying how ready I am for her, she wraps her lips around me.
“Still think you’ll win?” she hums around my hard dick.
“Fuck, Dani!” I hiss.
“Shhh,” she whispers, pulling off me. “You’re supposed to be quiet, remember? That’s your first strike. You only get one more.”
“W-what happened to three strikes?” I stutter.
“My game, my rules,” she teases, continuing to stroke me with her hand.
God, that feels amazing. All I can do is nod in agreement.
Dani replaces her hand with her tongue, running it up and down my length.
She puts her hands on my thighs, stroking them up and down as she teases me.
I’m so hard, I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last. I tangle my fingers in her hair, guiding myself fully into her mouth.
She doesn’t seem to mind and welcomes me with a small moan.
Fucking fuck.
I feel her take me deeper, opening the back of her throat, bobbing up and down, while licking my tip at the same time.
“Just like that. You feel so fucking good, sweetheart,” I pant.
She holds up two fingers—I assume to tell me that’s my second strike. I don’t fucking care about the bet anymore.
I thrust my hips up in response, sending myself even deeper. I worry I’ve hurt Dani, but she just moans even more.
This girl is going to kill me.
“Dani, I’m about to come.” I try to pull off, but she holds my hips tighter, taking me even faster and harder than before.
I throw my head back, unable to hold off much longer.
I don’t know what falls out of my mouth as the first ropes of cum spill into her mouth.
I feel the pressure of her swallowing wrap my cock, and the sensation causes more to erupt from me.
“Holy. Shit,” I pant. I look down and meet Dani’s gaze. She pulls off and has the most incredible smile on her face. I reach down to stroke her cheek. “That was… I have no words for what that was.”
“That was pretty amazing,” she giggles. “Next time, we’ll have to—” She’s cut off by a knock at my door.
“Fuck! Get under the desk.”
I quickly tuck myself back into my pants, and get my shirt rebuttoned as fast as possible. I slide my chair as best I can to hide Dani from whoever needs my attention.
“Come in,” I yell.
Alexa opens the door and throws herself in one of the chairs across from me. “Hey, G.”
“Alexa, what can I do for you?” I put on my best managerial voice and try to act like I didn’t just have one of the best orgasms of my life thirty seconds ago.
“I need to talk to you about my monthly stipend. Any chance I can get an increase this month?”
This is not the conversation I want to have right now, but I need to act normal. I narrow my eyes at her. “Why?”
“I have a few interviews coming up and want to rent out a nice space to hold them in.”
“We live in one of the most photogenic cities in the country. You’re telling me you can’t find somewhere outside for your interviews? For free?”
I feel a hand stroking the inside of my thigh, and I know what Dani’s doing. I shake my head, trying not to get distracted.
“Trust me, Gavin. These need to be held in a professional setting.”
“What are the stories?”
I feel Dani’s hands again.
“You know what?” I cough. “Email me the details and I’ll talk to Mr. White. Sound good?”
“Thanks, boss!” She gets up and starts making her way to the door. As she reaches for the handle, she turns back towards me. “Oh, you haven’t seen Dani anywhere, have you?”
“Nope. Haven’t seen her.”
“Uh-huh.” She nods, looking around the room. “I guess I’ll see you later then.”
I wave. “Bye, Alexa.”
“Bye, Gavin.” She reaches for the door handle, but right before opening it, she singsongs, “Bye, Dani!”
I drop my head and hear Dani respond weakly from under the desk. “Bye, Alexa.”
Alexa laughs as she opens the door and walks out, slamming it behind her.
Dani climbs out from under her desk, cheeks red with embarrassment. I can’t help but laugh as I pull her towards me.
“Well, it looks like I lost the bet.” I smile.
“You did.”
“So, what horrible show are we watching this weekend?”
“Haven’t decided yet. But it’s going to be cheesy and corny and everything you hate.”
“As long as I’m with you, I’ll love it.” I place a quick kiss on her lips. When I pull away, I can’t help but watch her for a moment. “As much as I would love to stay in this post-orgasm bliss, I do have to ask, are you okay with what happened today?”
“What do you mean?”
“Dani, I know you. Mr. White told me about the subpoena. Even though everything is going to be fine, and they don’t have a leg to stand on legally, I know that brain of yours is running through a thousand scenarios and freaking out.”
She scrunches her face. “I don’t like that you know me so well.”
“It’s a gift, sweetheart.” I kiss the top of her forehead.
“I’m not okay. But I will be. And honestly, it’s not the subpoena that’s messing me up. I got a call today. From Sam.”
I try not to show my anger to this recent development. “What did he want?”
“Just didn’t seem to understand the concept of us being, you know, broken up. He had it in his head that we are still together.”