Chapter 13
I was supposed to be reviewing contracts.
Approving payroll. Signing off on some new security assignments.
But that wasn’t about to happen. All I could do was stare through the glass wall of my office at Audrey.
All I could think about was getting my hands on her again and making us both come at least four times.
Maybe five. Thoughts flooded my mind of her soft moans and how good it felt to be balls deep inside of her.
How her heat hugged me like the tightest of gloves.
God damn, I needed her. I needed to be buried deep inside of her again.
Her honey scent was everywhere—sweet and more than a little wild, floating through the air and wrapping around me like an invisible leash.
It was all I could do to keep my ass planted in my chair and not fling her over my shoulder like some archaic caveman.
My bear paced just under my skin, restless and hungry and annoyed at being ignored.
“She’s here. Mate. Ours. Take her.” My bear was of absolutely no help. Zero. Zilch. That poor bastard was even more obsessed than I was.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
The way she looked today wasn’t making my life any easier.
She had on a hip-hugging black pencil skirt that accentuated the perfect curves of her ass, making my mouth water each time she got up from her desk and walked down the hall.
Her return might have been worse for my resolve with her red button-down blouse—just a little open at the top, showing a mouth-watering amount of cleavage every time she leaned over her desk.
And those fucking black stilettos with the ankle straps.
Sweet Jesus, those would be the death of me.
She’d crossed her legs at least a dozen times already, and every single time I’d had to fight to keep my eyes off her thighs and my mind out of the damn gutter.
How was I supposed to work when all I could think about was bending her over my desk, yanking that skirt up, and making her moan my name? Repeatedly. Every phone call, every email was a battle. I was half-hard, half-crazed, and completely distracted.
Fucking lovely.
She walked by my door with a stack of folders, her hips swaying just enough to make me clench the arms of my chair.
I could smell her—clean skin, a hint of her shampoo, and that specific heat of hers that was driving me wild.
She glanced in, caught my gaze, and for a second, I thought maybe she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
“Go. Take her. Show her she’s ours,” my bear urged.
I cleared my throat and forced myself to glare at the document on my screen.
I’d read the same paragraph three times and couldn’t remember a word.
My jaw ached from clenching my teeth. Every part of me was focused on her—on tearing that blouse open, on tasting her skin, on feeling her writhing under me.
She laughed at something one of the guys said in the hallway, the sound rolling over my nerves. I was supposed to be the one to make her laugh. Not one of the random office guys. My fingers twitched. If I didn’t get a grip, I was going to lose it in front of my entire staff.
I pushed up from my chair, stalked out of my office, and leaned against the filing cabinet. “Audrey,” I said. My voice was low and barely controlled. “Come see me in my office. Now.”
The way her eyes widened, and her lips parted, told me she heard the command in my tone—and that maybe she liked it.
My eyes were glued to her as she walked into my office. My heart pounded with each step she took that brought her closer to me.
“Close the door.”
“Is everything okay?” She asked as she closed the door behind her.
I pressed a button to lower the shades on the glass wall. I didn’t need anyone to see what was about to happen.
“Come here.” I’d been reduced to single syllables to express what I wanted—needed from her.
Audrey approached me with a wary look on her face. She wasn’t quite sure where this was going. Hell, neither was I.
Once she’d gotten within reach, I grabbed and pulled her into my arms. My kiss was hard and needy, demanding that she yield to me.
The soft moan of hers that I quickly swallowed told me everything I needed to know.
Hallelujah! We were on the same fucking page.
I spun her around like I’d been daydreaming about all morning and bent her over my desk. A surprised gasp flew from her mouth, followed by a soft giggle when I hiked her skirt up around her waist.
“Fuck me!” I groaned as I saw the lacy red thong inviting me to worship every inch of her body. I dropped to my knees, pushed the tiny scrap of fabric aside, and ran my tongue over her soft folds.
I was instantly rewarded with the sweetest moan that I’d ever heard.
“I’ve been thinking about this all morning,” I growled.
“Is that so?” she giggled.
“Mmmhmmm.” I buried my tongue in her heat, my fingers digging into her hips, holding her in place so I could eat her however the hell I wanted.
A loud knock sounded at the door.
“Mack! Let’s go! We found Lisa,” Levi’s voice boomed.
“Fuck! As much as it pains me to say it, I gotta’ go.” I stood and adjusted myself to quell some of the shit I was sure to get from Levi.
Audrey spun on her fuck-me heels to face me.
“We’ll finish this later,” I growled.
“Damn right, we will.” She grabbed my tie, pulling me closer, and nipped at my bottom lip.
“Mmmm,” I groaned.
I was so fucked.